#Chapter 165 – Quiet Moments

“You have to eat,” I say, shrugging. “I fed the kids. They’re working their way through a gallon of ice cream now.” She laughs a little, genuinely, and then raises a hand to her mouth in surprise – like…like that’s the first time she’s done that since she found out that he’s dead. And she wasn’t aware that she could anymore. “That’s good,” she murmurs, nodding. “I’m a…a fucking mess. Thank you for feeding them.” “Why don’t you take a minute,” I say, putting the plate on the floor next to her. “Eat, drink. Get your head together. I can take the baby…” She raises an eyebrow at me. “Do you know how to take care of a baby?” “I know enough,” I say with a shrug. “Milk, diapers…I can handle it while you take a moment to breathe.” Giana’s eyes drift shut and she exhales a long breath before holding the baby out to me. “I don’t know why I trust you, considering your family’s track record with my own,” she murmurs. “But I do.” I smile a little as I take the baby into my arms. “Is the