Chapter Two Hundred and Ten
Alicia's POV
Three months into married life and I found myself sitting in the garden, watching Lia sleep in her bassinet beside me, feeling something I couldn't quite name.
Not unhappiness. I could never call it that. But there was a restlessness gnawing at me, a quiet dissatisfaction that had been growing for weeks and that I couldn't seem to shake no matter how many times I told myself I had everything I'd ever wanted.
And I did have everything. A husband who loved me so completely it sometimes took my breath away. A daughter who was perfect in every possible way. A family who had welcomed us with open arms. Safety and security and peace after years of having none of those things.
So why did I feel like something was missing?
