MAYA:
The room went silent. My eyes closed in on the little boy and Mason sighed, looking down at him like he was even too tired to entertain his questions.
"Uhm, this little boy here ate something that was bad for him so he's sick. But he'll be fine."
The boy looked down at Christopher, a worried look on his face. Just as he took a close step towards him, the door barged open and someone else walked in.
Ethan.
He was visibly angry and so was I. My anger was directed at him. Twirling, I turned to face him, walking towards him and about to angrily question him for leaving my son to wander around. How could he have done that, knowing fully well that I didn't want to be here in the first place?
He walked past me, not even sparing me a glance as he made his way over to where Mason sto
