Alyssa
“Paula, I am sorry about what your mate did to you, but it is not my fault.” I shook my head, kneeling in front of her. She is currently sitting on a step of the staircase while gripping the handrails, her tears falling down her face.
“I need you downstairs now.” I mind link Elijah, knowing full well that he is the only person that may be able to get through to her. He is her son, after all.
“What is going on?” He asked, his voice laced with worry. I failed to answer because there was no point in answering his questions when he would come down. I heard the shuffling of feet up at the top of the steps and turned my head toward the noise. Elijah and James are standing there with their eyes wide.
“Mom?” Elijah began walking down the stairs, reaching the bottom in seconds.
“Elij
