Mariah's POV
I entered the house with a long sigh. I stared down at Alina who slept in my arms with comfort, and security. I was proud of myself making my daughter feel safe in my very own arms. I never felt any safety in my own mothers so i never knew how it felt. But Alina showed me how security and love felt in a mothers arm. I would die for Alina if i had to; she was everything to me. She kept me going through night and day. Never once did i consider abortion or adoption because I knew Alina was the only thing that kept me going; making me stay away from suicide or anything close to that kind of thoughts. Without Alina there would be no model named Mercedes or friend named Mariah.
Is he awake? a sleepy voice echoed, which startled me making me jump backwards clutching onto Alina tightly.