Krystal's POV
I didn't get a single second of sleep because Lysander’s cough was so heavy and wet that it sounded like his little chest was rattling, and every time he started gasping for air, I had to sit him up and rub his back while I fought back my own tears.
I looked at the clock on the wall and saw it was already six in the morning, and I knew I had a choice to make that was going to hurt no matter what I picked, because if I stayed home to take care of my son, Alex would definitely fire me or come looking for me at my apartment, and if I went to work, I would be leaving my sick baby with a woman who was already losing her patience with me.
Mrs. Gable walked into the room at six-thirty and saw me holding him, and she just shook her head and told me that he really should see a do
