Comfort

Tiara's POV

"Lucas you need to eat," I said for the 10th time, but he kept quiet playing with his food.

Lucas is not a brat, he always listens to me but today I can understand where his defiance is coming from.

Hence I sighed and decided to be patient with him today, so taking a seat beside him, I made him look at me. I caressed his cheeks with my thumb and then softly I tried explaining to him"He will be fine. You are worrying about nothing." His small doe eyes tried finding conviction in my eyes and when he did, nodding he looked at his plate. Still Not a bit interested in eating.

"Tiara.." He said lowly. "Hmm"

"I never wanted him to be hurt." Saying he hugged me and the little heart of his started crying.

And my heart broke seeing him, blame himself for his father's accident. He thinks, that just because he wished his father to stay away from him, all this happened. He fills like he is a bad kid.

And I don't at all want him to think like that.

Hence Cupping his cheeks I wiped