101| Making way in Christian's heart

Amaira's POV

We were so engrossed in each other that we didn't realize when the time passed. When Christian began to cry, we moved away and the eye contact that we were holding for so long broke. We then realized that we had been standing hands in hand for quite some time.

Dominic immediately took a step back as I approached Christian.

"Momma," he sobbed, rubbing his eyes as his wine intensifies.

"Christ!" I called him as I ran to console him.

"Cutie pie is that you?" He called me in his cute and innocent voice while blinking his eyes open to clear his vision.

"Yes, Christian, my mouse, I am here," I said as I made him sit on the bed and spread my arms for him.

"Where is Mumma, Cutie pie?" He inquired "I had a dream where a cop was taking her away from me. I cried and begged them not to take my mother away from me, but they ignored me. And, as far as I could tell from the dream, it was none other than Dominic himself who called all those cops," he sniffed, "Mumma was right when s