Vivian's POV
We got to my car and shortly after, I started driving but there was silence for a moment as I reflected on what had happened a couple of moments ago. Hearing yet another wince from Eli, my expression softened.
"Does it hurt terribly, Eli?" I asked gently, keeping my eyes on the road as I navigated toward the nearest private clinic.
Eli shook his head stubbornly, trying to puff out his chest even though his voice came out small.
"I'm a big boy, Pretty Sister. I don't cry," he said. "I just... I don't want to make my dad sad about this thing. Dad is always working, and whenever people say bad things about my mommy, he gets in a bad mood and I don't want that today."
My heart completely melted for him. For a six-year-old child to carry the weight of protecting hi
