“Mom… why did someone suddenly come into the house and hurt you?” Sawyer crouched fearfully under the table, hugging Asher.
I couldn’t help but smile at their closeness, like glue and a stamp.
“There, there, kids. Everything will be alright. Come on, go back to eating your dinner. I’ll go check outside.” I reached out my hand to comb through Sawyer’s messy hair and gave them an encouraging smile.
“But have they left?” Asher asked, “I’m afraid they still intend to attack mom.” I sighed, trying to give a careful and not frightening answer to them.
“No, dear. They’ve gone. Continue with your dinner; I’ll go check outside.” Asher and Sawyer looked at each other with fearful faces, but eventually, they nodded. I then left the dining room, heading towards the mansion’s foyer.
When I arrived
