"Edward got mad at Evelyn and then he-he said some mean things to her. They started fighting and I didn't know what to do," Emmett tells me quietly, tearing up all over again.
I sat down and wrapped one arm around him. "I felt so conflicted and I didn't know who to go to," he whimpered. "I didn't think it'd be this difficult to have two siblings fighting and I have to choose,"
"You don't have to choose, my love," he looks up at me, confused, his face all red and blotchy from crying.
"What do you mean?" He asked softly.
"I mean that," I wiped his tears from his face. "They're your siblings and they love you. They just had a small hiccup. It'll blow over soon. You shouldn't have to choose or take sides,"
He whimpered again, biting his quivering lower lip. "I don't like seeing them f
