"𝐌𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐦," softly uttered the doctor.
The diagnosis is clear; Alessia had lost the ability to utter a single word for nearly a month. Her parents, initially unconcerned, grew tense upon hearing the news, overcome by a blend of emotions that the...
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Lying on his stomach, Law is fast asleep.
I feel my lips curling into a gentle smile as I softly stroke his hair. Seeing him so peaceful soothes me. I plant a kiss on the top of his head and leave the bed, hearing him shift behind me.
I'm feeling better, even though I've still got a terrible headache. It's been ages since I last cried; maybe it was an overflow.
I'd have preferred to keep that to myself, but it's not the first time I've burst into tears in front of Law either; he'll get over it.
