I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves as I looked down at Mathew, his innocent eyes filled with concern. “Mathew, sweetie,” I said softly, crouching down to his level. “Mummy needs to go out for a little while, but Uncle Michael will be here to look after you, okay?”
I didn’t want him anywhere near I was going.
His bottom lip quivered, and my heart squeezed with guilt at his distress. “But I wanna stay with you, Mumma,” he whimpered, his small hands clutching at my shirt.
“I know, darling,” I whispered, brushing a strand of hair away from his forehead. “But Mummy has to do something very important. Uncle Michael will take good care of you while I’m gone, I promise.”
I wanted to break the news of him getting another sibling so badly, but the thought of doing so while the futu
