Vulcan's POV
"If Mommy what?"
Frederick didn't seem to catch my words. Maybe I'd slurred, speaking too fast out of nervousness over who he might choose. Or maybe he just didn't understand at all.
"If Mommy ever says she doesn't want to be with Daddy anymore and wants to take you away from me with her, would you go with her or stay with Daddy?" I repeated the question, this time slower and clearer so he could fully grasp and understand.
"But I don't want to go away from you or mommy," he replied, his voice trembling with reassurance, as if the idea itself scared him.
I took his small hand in mine. "I know you don't, and I don't want that either. I'm just asking because I want to know in case mommy comes back and wants to take you with her."
"Oh, you want to know who I love the most?"
I sighed, feeling the weight of the moment. "Something like that. So, who would you go with? Me or Mommy?"
