Forty Two
Everybody gathered around Gaia and her newborn daughter, Aera. Gaia and Harry never stopped staring at their child as they admire her angelic face.
"Harry," Gaia said. "She looked just like you. She looked like Julia, don't you think?"
Harry nodded at what Gaia said. Aera does look like Julia. However, he still can't get his mind on how to tell Gaia about his idea of having them moved to another location for their safety. Gaia seemed to notice that Harry had not been himself after she gave birth.
"Is there anything wrong?" Gaia asked. Her eyebrows furrowed, concerned about her lover's problem. Harry looked back at her, confused about how is he going to say it.
"Gaia," Harry said. "I want to know if you are going to agree with me before I do anything else."
Gaia tilted her head to the side while Aera is sleeping in her arms. She held on to Harry's hand and told him that everything that will be all right. Harry's heart was pounding, and he took a deep breath.