Brandon Piers looked at the little chubby boy's troubled expression and sighed softly. "I told you to let go, not to give up. If you can balance your time, that would be best. If not, you must trust that others can take good care of Teddy. But you'll always be his mother. That won't change."
"But today..."
"Of course, he won't get used to not seeing you at night suddenly. He'll gradually adapt. The boys in the Piers family aren't that delicate." Brandon interrupted Abigail.
But Abigail still felt uneasy. She understood this reasoning, but if Teddy couldn't adapt initially, how could she?
Besides, there was another worry in her heart. What if Teddy no longer relied on her?
Would she then not be as important to him?
Sometimes it's not necessarily the child who needs the mother; the mother might need the child too.
At this moment, with these conflicting feelings, Abigail began to understand her grandfather's mood when she left the country for Yale.
