Noah’s P.O.V.
I was shocked. I even forgot how to breathe for a good few seconds. That was too much for bearing of a 6 years child. Hell….. that was too much for anyone to watch his or her mother ruined like this and see her in that shattered and helpless state. I felt a heaviness in my chest. She was crying bitterly on my chest and I didn’t utter a single word to console her. How could I console her if I didn’t know what to say? What could anyone say in this condition?
Now I knew why she was all shattered and broken when she saved Bethanny that night. She faced the same night again and this time she saved Bethanny. She had this guilt of not be able to save her mom for all this time. I now understood why was she so reserve and didn’t able to live free. I was just stroking her
