I hold Connor as he just sobs. I let him cry everything out, I do not think that he let everything out, he was too busy trying to be strong for me. I get him up on his feet, I lead the way to the bedroom, I let him lay down, I get into the bed and I hold him.
"Everything will be okay" I say softly.
"I'm sorry that I didn't prevent all of this" he says with so much hurt in his voice.
"Connor, there is a lot of things that you won't be able to prevent. Stop saying things like that, okay?"
"I love you" he says as he holds me back in return.
"I love you more"
The following day, I woke up late in the morning, Connor wasn't home, so I got up to take a shower. He bought me more clothes, a lot of dresses as well, I like all of them, he emptied a space of the closet just for my clothes, the
