He didn’t know how long he had zoned out until he heard his son calling him, pulling him back to reality.
“Daddy, I have art class in ten minutes.”
Benjamin nodded. “It’s right next door. Head over soon. Daddy’s going to leave first.”
He wasn’t in a good mood. After giving Amanda a brief look, he slowly got into his wheelchair and rolled away without another word.
Amanda could sense his mood had taken a sudden turn for the worse.
But… why?
She was confused. Nothing she’d said earlier should have upset him, right?
“Mommy, I have a few minutes. Can I lean on you and take a nap?” Mark didn’t dare admit he’d been having trouble sleeping the last couple of nights.
It was terrifying how easy it was to get used to someone. Ever since his mommy had started sleeping beside him, he had troub
