Aidan's expression visibly stiffened, but he quickly replaced it with a forced smile. "No one can take over your responsibilities! Don't be mad. Alex is sick. You don't want to scare him, do you? You'll only end up feeling sorry."
He was right. I suppressed my anger and turned my attention to Alex's tear-streaked face, gently patting him.
I heard a faint noise at the door, certain that Cathy was eavesdropping. I purposely said, "I guess I've been sick for too long. Everyone seems to love mentioning my health."
Aidan didn't respond, focusing on giving Alex some water, clearly uncomfortable.
I then heard the sound of someone quietly leaving.
Soon, Alex fell asleep in my arms. I carefully laid him down and covered him with a blanket, feeling a deep sadness as I watched him.
Aidan draped
