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 his own

the kid start avoiding

her temper with him when she ran out

still buzzing; it was an important

few comforting words before stepping out

helplessly towards the retreating figure of Balfour, but he couldn’t

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

was immediately

boy, who could barely talk, could only plead for forgiveness with simple

“If you make a sound, just wait and

pain and scared. He gritted his teeth, trying his best not to cry

call to see