Heart Strings

Elena walked into the living room to see Dom and Rowan playing the Pocho Game.

“Daddy made this game, son,” Dom said with a proud grin.

Rowan smiled, staring up at his father with his big eyes, so full of love and adoration.

Elena froze in the doorway for a moment, watching them. She couldn’t help the smile that curved around her lips.

It was such a simple moment, but it stirred something deep in