“Mama?” he whispered, his voice thick from sleepiness, “Gonna stay here forever?”Her heart tightened even as she forced a smile, “For now, sweetie. We’ll see how things go.”Alexander yawned, wrinkling up his face before he buried further into the pillows. The bed was bigger than the one at home, made of thick, old wood carved hundreds of years ago. The rest of the room reflected the cabin-like feel of Luthor’s house—lots of deer antler furniture, forest landscapes, and lush green colors.“I like this house, but I liked our old house, too. Will we ever go back?”The lump abruptly materialized in her throat, and swallowing it was difficult. “Maybe someday,” she fibbed, not sure if Luthor would ever let them go. “For now, this is home.”He softly grunted a response, already asleep. It was a kindness because she didn’t know if she could answer another tragic question. It was just one day, and she already missed her small cottage horribly. She sat with him for a bit, watching the rise an
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