The Kiss that Sparked it All

And with that, she quickly shed a few tears, “Balfour, I know I messed up. I didn’t take good enough care of Baber. But please don’t send him away. I swear I’ll try harder to be a better mom and take better care of Baber.”

Balfour looked at his headache of a sister, gently rubbed his temples, and said, “Alright, keep an eye on the kid for now, I’ve gotta go take a call.”

Balfour turned to leave as his phone buzzed in his hand. But before he could even take a step, Baber grabbed his hand, weakly pleading, “Balfour, don’t

go…

Baber was scared. He was terrified that once Balfour left, he’d be stuck with his mom.

When they were alone, his mom turned into a monster.

Balfour wasn’t sure exactly what the kid was afraid of. All he did was pat Baber’s cheek and quietly reassure him, “Be good, I’m just gonna take a call. Let Mom keep you company for a bit; I’ll be right back.”

Baber’s eyes were wide with fear, he looked like he was about to cry, “Balfour, don’t go. I’m scared.”

After seeing the kid so distressed, suspicion sparked in Balfour’s mind. He glanced over at Patricia, who was standing nearby.

Baber so afraid

he afraid of

when did the kid start

her temper with him when she

buzzing; it was an important work call, and he had

with a few comforting

retreating figure of Balfour, but he couldn’t grasp

door finally closed and the sound of Balfour’s footsteps faded away, Patricia stepped forward, landing a harsh slap on the child in the bed and

was immediately scared to

plead for forgiveness with simple words,

with his apology, gave him another harsh slap, “If you make a sound, just wait and see

pain and scared. He gritted his teeth, trying his best

his call to see Baber’s face red and swollen, with