4 days after the funeral, grief weighed on you like a lead blanket.
You had no other family left. And Aiden? His only living relative was his grandmother, bedridden after a stroke. So it was just the two of you now.
You hadn’t told him the truth yet—how could you?
But when you came home from school, chaos greeted you. The house was wrecked—toys scattered, cushions thrown. The babysitter looked exhausted, and Aiden’s wails cut through the air like knives.
"I WANT DADDY! MOMMY TOO!"
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1(Lena Fox)
16/05/2025