Sienna suddenly stopped laughing, her expression turning serious as she looked at her little boy. Her heart clenched at the sight of his innocent face, his wide, bright eyes filled with curiosity and expectation. She took a deep breath and gently said, “Elliot, let’s not go looking for your dad, okay? Mommy can raise you all by herself.”
Elliot blinked at her, his small face scrunching up in thought before he spoke again, this time in a tone far too mature for his age. “But Grandpa said that it’s not right for my daddy to run away from his responsibilities. He has to be responsible for you and me.”
Sienna felt momentarily speechless. Her father was having these kinds of deep conversations with a five-year-old? Why was he talking to Elliot about such heavy matters? She bit her lip, feelin
