17. Yours

It had been four days since the incident, sometimes I would still wake up in the middle of the night from the nightmares as I relived the dreadful event. Then he would hold me until I fall back to sleep. 

"Walt baby, I'm good, better, I need to get out of the house. I already talked to Gabby yesterday. As good as Milo is for me I need to interact with other people." I told him while Milo was snuggling his fuzzy cheeks to me, whining for my attention.