#Chapter40-02
I didn't answer. I studied his sleeping form, a redness having settled over his cheeks and his forehead.
"He heard our conversation yesterday," I told Jonathan at last. "He said... even if that asshole is his dad, he wants to stay here."
"Why wouldn't he," Jonathan murmured, his eyes holding mine. "You're great with him, Star. I mean, you're a f*****g Grinch, but your good. You make him happy and feel safe... did you look at those drawings he did? The way he paints you... you're his whole f*****g world."
I swallowed hard. I hadn't seen the drawings. Lumen had tried to show me yesterday but it had been when I was refusing to acknowledge his existence. I shook my head.
"I don't know what I'm doing," I admitted. "But... you were right. I don't think I could let anybody hurt
