Firefly Glen Happens each time a boy falls in love with a girl

his words even sounded like her husband's.

she swallowed, muscles tensing as he took a step forward. she'd always been indifferent to strangers. didn't much care to shelter their feelings, didn't think it worth the effort to play nice. even still, the icy ways of her homeland ran cold in her blood. she didn't trust him — but this wasn't about her.

motherhood had warmed her; it had melted away the glacier that guarded her heart. and though it was a tough pill to swallow, she needed exactly what he'd come to offer; help. "my son," she paused, fighting the sudden churning that stirred in the pit of her belly.

she wanted to vomit.

"i lost my son."