There is no world in which any person—including those bitchy parents—would be able to convince anyone you’re a bad mother. And even if someone tries, I’m going to be right there next to you the entire time. I’ll fight with you, fight for you. I’m not going to let anyone hurt you, Wildflower.” I grasp the fabric of his shirt at his back, tugging him into me tighter, breathing him in, savoring his touch until I feel like I’m whole again.
