Chapter 82 What About Michael?

• Honey.
• I went back to the room and met Leo still asleep. I lay down on the bed and watched as he breathed slowly, unconscious of everything that was going on around him.
• I knew the place was suffocating him. He didn't need to tell me. As his mother, I could see it. Why doesn't Lorenzo understand what I was driving at? I reached out to Leo’s face and gently brushed back the hair from his cute face. I smiled when he frowned in his sleep and turned to the other side of the bed.