Last night, when Roderick hugged the little fellow and told him a story, Victoria was hypnotized to sleep by the man's low and magnetic voice.
When she opened her eyes, it was already morning. She was hugging her son who was sleeping in her embrace. Behind her, there was an arm firmly placed on her waist. It was a bit domineering as it tightly wrapped around her.
Victoria gently turned around, and behind her, Roderick's sleep was extremely heavy. It was obvious that he was tossed around by the little fellow until he fell asleep very late.
Surrounded by the father and son pair, Victoria was no longer sleepy. She gently sat up and carefully got off the bed.
Roderick knew that she had woken up. He squinted his eyes slightly and immediately moved behind the little fellow, sticking closely
