Abandoned

ARYA’S POV "Today's the day, sweet boy!" I bounced Dante gently in my arms as I surveyed my outfit in the mirror. "Aunt Cherry is finally coming home, and you're going to meet her, and she's going to absolutely lose her mind over how cute you are." Dante made a soft cooing sound, his dark eyes tracking my movements. I was dressed in a dress that actually fit my post-baby body, my hair washed and styled instead of thrown up in the messy bun that had become my default. Even a little makeup. "What do you think?" I asked Dante, doing a little spin. "Do I look like someone who has their life together?" He blinked at me solemnly, which I chose to interpret as approval. A knock on my bedroom door interrupted my one-sided conversation. "Come in!" Marco stepped inside, already dressed in slacks and a button-down shirt. "Hey, dove. I was thinking we could go to that new restaurant that opened downtown. The one with the rooftop garden. I made reservations for…” He stopped, taking in my appearance