"No, Mommy! You're being impulsive! I'll be good! I won't bother Rai!"
His mother's threat scared him. He refused right away.
He wasn't ready to face Her Majesty, Steph, alone.
That was worse than being forced to go to kindergarten and play with a bunch of childish kids.
"Do you have time, Ms. Bently? If you remember, we still have unfinished business..."
Daniel, a widowed and lonely old man, felt restless. He couldn't stop himself from speaking up.
But Chantelle didn't respond.
"Softer, Daddy. Auntie Chantelle is sleeping."
Kane's small, innocent voice came through the door, crushing Daniel's last bit of hope.
"...."
His blood boiled, and he almost lost his breath from the anger building inside him.
Hours passed, but nothing changed.
On one side was a devoted mother with her loyal son. On the other, a widowed and lonely man.
