Chapter 25: The Words I Had Been Waiting For

The dim light in the room blinded me for a moment when I opened my eyes. It felt like I had slept for an eternity. My muscles were heavy, my eyelids still tired, but an odd sense of calm enveloped me. I took a deep breath, trying to gather my thoughts. The softness of the sheets against my skin reminded me that I was no longer on that cold boat. I was home. Safe.

A faint noise drew my attention. I turned my head and noticed the small cradle placed next to the bed—one that hadn't been there before I fell asleep. My heart fluttered gently as I took it in. My son lay peacefully inside, his tiny fists curled against his chest. Watching his little chest rise and fall with each breath reassured me, and I leaned forward slightly to get a better look.