****Five years later**** “Ivan?” Phoebe called out as she walked into the room. It was seven o'clock in the morning, the sun was up and waited eagerly to begin a new day. As she caught sight of the little human who mumbled inaudible words in his sleep, a smile curled up her lips. Walking over to him, she turned off the lamp which still dimmed in a soft glow. Ivan was scared of the dark so they always left the lamp on for him at night. She tapped on him lightly, watching as his mouth formed a little pout and he squeezed his face in his sleep. Her smile widened, Phoebe sat at the edge of the bed and stared down at her son, who was the spitting image of his father, Trevor. Same hair, same intense gaze, you could as well say that Trevor had vomited him. The only feature he’d taken after her was her eye color, every other part of him screamed Trevor, making it hard for her to forget about him. Whenever she looked at her son, her mind diverted to Trevor, as she wondered what he was up
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