Aiden's pov
I slam my bedroom door shut and lock it from the inside.Tears begged to spill from my eyes and I take deep breaths.
" Mumchkin open up! Listen to me!"
Uncle Rowan bangs on the door and I do my best to muffle my cries.
I wasn't a cry baby.
Mom has taught me to never let my emotions get the best of me.
But it hurts mama.
You didn't even came yourself to get me? Weren't you concerned of how I was living? Or if even I was dead or alive?
I know you rarely show your emotions, a hug is the most I could get from you or rather a tap on my head.
But I haven't seen you in a week. I was here living with strangers and you couldn't bother to come.
You are always busy.
Is your work more important than me?
Each thought churned something inside me and the tears continue to dribble d
