It’s only been 3 months since you’ve been pregnant. Who knew the time would fly by so fast you already had the nursery ready well almost ready. Ismael had been away for a few days but the cleaning ladies always keep you company.

It was a Thursday when he came back with all his fellow friends. Once he saw you he took your hand and walked up the stairs.

” How's the baby? I'm sorry I haven't been home.” he smells like smoke and blood. His hands are all roughed up but his touch is soft and gentle. His eyes wander to your eyes and lips.