AMIL
After Lyron had that emotional breakdown, I knew he needed some care. I gently helped him into bed, pulling the covers up to his chin. As I watched him drift off to sleep, I couldn't shake the worry creeping into my mind. How could I best handle this situation with Eleo? He needed both of us, and I wanted to make sure we figured it out.
Hours passed, and when I heard movement below, I checked the time. It was almost dinner, and Lyron still hadn't come down. I felt a pang in my stomach. Eleo hadn't come downstairs either. There was an unsettling silence in the house, and I frowned.
When Lyron finally woke up, I could see the guilt on his face. "Amil, he's still not here," he said, rubbing his eyes. "What if he's mad at me?"
The kid had a way of influencing his daddy's moo
