Rose
“Nothing baby, I am okay.”
Joey looks at me with wide eyes, “But you don’t look okay, mummy. Are you sick?”
“No, I am not sick.”
Joey raises his little hand and places it on my cheek. “But you looked sick.”
A burst of laughter comes from Lysander. His shoulders shake so hard that he falls back on his back.
Joey looks confused. Lucious takes his finger out of me and I hear him suck it.
“I am not,” I tell him, giving him a hard gaze.
“But mummy, I am only worried about you!”
“Joey, I think it’s time you and I got out of bed,” Lysander says with a smug smile as he gets on his feet and lifts Joey up before he can protest.
“We need to find you some other friends too. Don’t you think so, Rose?” Lysander asks.
“Yes, I do think so.” I sigh as I slowly get up and Lucious does the sa
