Chapter 43 Tease

• There was a silent whisper in my head that said something about this child beside me. The only noise that could be heard was the utensils, as we were eating our breakfast together. The three of us.
• “Mommy? Why are you not feeding me?” His soft little palm touched my hand, making me flinch. Looking at the cute little child beside me with his pink pouty lips, I couldn’t help but swallow hard. Why-----why was this kid shining in my eyes?
• “Mommy?” He repeated.