"You're so brave, my little warrior," Jason mumbles, his voice thick with emotion.
"Just like your mother," he thereafter stresses out.
My hand trembles slightly at his words, but I manage to steady myself and complete the blood draw. As I apply a small bandage to Eden's arm, I'm struck by the tenderness in Jason's eyes as he gazes at his son. It's a side of him I never saw during our marriage, and it both warms and pains my heart.
"There, all done," I say softly to Eden, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. "You were so brave," I add while warmly holding his left hand.
Eden flashes a weak smile albeit his obvious fatigue.
"Thank you, Doctor Lorry," he whispers.
"You're nice like Daddy said and I really like you, especially because your eyes are brown like mine," the kid t
