Alex pov..
When he asked, I was filled with shock. Who told him? How did he know? I looked at Andrew, feeling like he was soon going to know the truth. What will he do if he finds out I am not his real mother?
I stared at him as I placed my hands on his face. I wanted to cry, but I held back. It felt best not to say anything for now.
I didn't want him to know, but I think it's already starting, and now I need to protect him so no one will find out.
"Andrew, who told you all this? Why do you keep believing strangers?"
I looked at him, searching for something to say to make him forget about all this, but the look in his eyes told me he wasn't ready to listen to me.
"Why am I feeling this way? Why are you hiding things from me, Mom? You need to tell me the truth. I want to know the truth."
I looked at him, trying to wipe away the tears from my face. I don't want to hurt him. I don't want to make him look sad.
