Nora.
Scott's innocent words tugged at my heartstrings. He was caught in the middle of a turbulent situation, a pawn in the game between his parents. It wasn't fair to him, and I couldn't help but feel a strong urge to protect him from the chaos that surrounded his life.
"She doesn't let me have friends," he confided, and his pure eyes held a hint of sadness. I couldn't fathom the kind of life he had led, isolated from the world, and burdened with the presence of a mother like Karen. My sympathy for him grew even more.
"Do you want me to be your friend?" I offered, hoping to bring a bit of comfort into his life. His eager nod and bright smile were heartwarming.
"You will be my second best friend," he responded, revealing a wisdom beyond his years. His words made me chuckle. "Well, wh
