Chapter 35

• Sebastian and Adam lay side by side on the grass, gazing up at the star-filled sky. Sebastian's eyes drifted shut, the gentle breeze lulling him into a state of relaxation. Adam, however, was wide awake, his thoughts consumed by the mother he had never known.
• "Mi manchi, mamma," Adam whispered in Italian, his small voice barely audible.
• Sebastian's eyes snapped open, his expression softening. "Stop speaking Italian, Adam," he said gently, though pride swelled in his chest. His six-year-old son was fluent in Italian, French, Arabic, Hebrew, and the Awanatchi tribe's language, all learned through books, the internet, and sheer curiosity—just like his mother.