Irresistible Boss Succumbing to Your Touch (Maria Anita) novel Chapter 554

Cam’s POV

The woman who approached me was over forty, with very simple manners and eyes filled with tears. She was wringing a small handkerchief in her hands, and a young man stood beside her, supporting her.

"I apologize for my mother, but ever since the police officer came to our house, she's been restless and nervous," the young man said.

I moved closer to her and gently held her hands. There was so much pain in those eyes; it seemed they had been crying for a long time - the marks around them told that story. My grandmother used to say that the heart of a mother who loses her child could never be consoled.

"I'm so sorry!" was all I could say before becoming emotional myself. I knew that baby could have been her daughter or my sister; there was a pain uniting us in that moment. "Could we talk for a while? Do you have time?" She just nodded.

We left the cemetery and sat down at a nearby diner. My father and she connected through their shared pain, through the tragedies that had struck them, but this woman had been haunted by doubt every day for almost twenty years. And I understood that worse than the certainty of a daughter's death was the uncertainty of where she might be.

"You know, when I had my children, nobody believed me, nobody believed there were two," she began to tell her story. "My husband thought I was going crazy because I almost died during childbirth. But I wasn't; I was certain of what I had seen and heard."

"And what did you see and hear, Teresa?" That was her name.

"The first one born was this one here, Jefferson. He was born crying strongly, loudly. The woman who delivered the baby said it was a boy, put him aside on the bed, and told me, 'now push again because the other one is coming.' I didn't know there were two; I hadn't had those tests to see the baby, so I was surprised, a bit scared, but very happy - it was a blessing God gave me. We lived in the hollow, had a small corn field there, life was tight, but we had plenty of love for two children and even more. But after everything that happened there, my husband got discouraged, sold everything, and bought a small house here in the city. He works at your farm." Teresa gave a small smile. "And it was better that way, life got better. But nobody believed I had two children, not even my husband. He only believed it now that the police officer came to our house."

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