Claire’s POV
Hours had passed since Leo’s breathing settled into a rhythm. I stayed still, in place beside his bed unable to move myself away.
I looked at his sweet, innocent face. My little boy holds my hand unconsciously even when he's fast asleep. His tiny fingers are warm and snug around mine like he's using my touch as a lifeline to keep himself safe.
It's almost as if he knows that as long as he's holding on everything will be okay. His grip is gentle. Firm. A small reminder that he's still clinging to me in his dreams.
I heard him mumble softly in his sleep, I heard the word which I was yearning to hear “mom..”
I felt my heart breaking, I wanted to tell him I am with him and hug him, shower him with affection but I can't right now. I held back my tears.
Honestly I was, in no r
