Chapter 173: A Mother Always Knows

Elena's Pov.

I knew I crossed a line.

We were both hurting and my pain was getting the best of me.

I slowly sat at the edge of the desk, my fingers curled into the fabric of my robe. Even with the thickness of the robe around me, I still felt chillingly cold.

I needed the warmth of my kids.

I missed Marianna's soft giggles, Marco's little footsteps around the house, and Lorenzo's manly laughter.