“Chelly’s POV”
Me? What was he talking about? Was someone’s life in danger? Was something bad about to happen?
“It’s okay, baby. Look, I am not crying. Did you ever see me crying? No right?” Eric stopped whining and looked in my eyes.
“That’s my boy. You need to be very brave, okay?” Eric nodded. I was feeling blessed to witness how obedient my son was.
He was brave in reality and was fighting his internal fear. Even we adults would be terrified to witness the same scene repeatedly every night.
“Yes. You are very brave Eric,” Emmy clapped her hand in appreciation.
“Shall we continue?” She asked. Eric tilted his head up and down in approval.
Eric sat on my lap. He was holding my dress which gave me a hint of how uncomfortable he was feeling.
“Are you ready?” She asked before p
