Sofia Rhys.
I played around with my food, not having any appetite for it. Aiden kept piling more stuff on my plate, mistaking my reluctance as me not liking what I have on my plate and tasking it upon himself to get me that which I like.
I love my son really. How could I not when he’s the sweetest? It’s just sad that I’m not in the mood for it, and that nothing could lift my mood at that moment aside from being as far away from the man who’s the source of all my worries.
Not to mention, I could feel his gaze on me occasionally, but I dare not spare a glance in his direction. He and Liam had joined for the breakfast, and the six of us had breakfast together with little to no words exchanged.
I am hoping to get some quiet time from them to chat with Lena, because I need to know the exte
