Chapter 88 What The Fuck Did You Do, Babi?

• My chest contracted even more in an ache that fucked my mind as much as my body. I went back to the maternity window, looking at those two kilos of meat with a mouth and a name, moving, so fragile, so beautiful, so dependent on me. The pediatrician watched me attentively and beckoned to me with her finger. The nurse went to the door and let me in.
• I sat in an armchair, while I watched another baby go to the room, as the mother had already returned from the delivery room. Maria Lua was brought to me, placed on my chest. I looked into those light eyes that opened towards me, looking unfocused, the wrinkled skin, slightly peeling.
• Yes, she was worth anything. It was a love I couldn't explain in a thousand years.