Chapter 81
Worries of a child.
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Nobody had the guts to keep calm that night.
The sound of her sobs echoing outside the walls of her room made everyone worry, especially her child. Alistair had spent the whole night wiping away the beads of sweat that would fall from her temple. It was painful to see her going through something, and he didn’t have anything to offer. He didn’t have anything to console her, even any suggestions to help her. The child only sat close to her bed, making sure the small tears that would fall were wiped away.
He was there, body shaking and his resolve shattering at each sob.
He didn’t know what was happening to his mother.
Roseanne isn’t one who is open with her emotions, especially with anything melodramatic. He can hardly remember a time when his mot
