“How did you do that?”
She asks wide eyed, I shrug not really sure
“I don’t know, he just stops when I hold him”
“It’s cause he’s meant to be ours. And he’s going through withdrawals. His mum must have been an addict”
Layla tells me, I frown looking up at her
“How do you know that?”
She gives me the same look she always gives me. I roll my eyes
“I’ll know when I need to know”
She smiles nodding her head at me
“But seriously is he in pain?”
I ask, she shakes her head
“No not in our arms or drakes”
“Will he sleep in a cradle?”
She nods peering out at him again
“Yeah by the time we put him down he will feel better but just keep him in our arms for now”
She answers, I look to Emma
“Layla thinks he’s having withdrawal symptoms, his mum must have been an addict”
Her face fal
