~ZAYDEN"Mummy, are we going to our new house?" Ava asked, her tiny voice floating into my ears right from the back seat of the car. "Yes, honey. We are," Dahlia responded. I glanced at the rearview mirror, but Dahlia wasn't looking at me. She was staring at her kids. And her son — our son — was not exactly pleased by everything that was going on.He folded his arms and looked out of the window, a pout on his lips. Dahlia sighed and reached out to pat him on his shoulder. "Axel, love. Look at mummy," she said softly. Axel shrugged off her hold. "I don't want to.""Why?" she asked, her voice never losing the soft quality she always used whenever she spoke to her children.Axel turned tear rimmed eyes to his mother. "I like our house. I don't want to leave," he whined. "Come here, my love," Dahlia said, and the boy scooted over to where she was seated. She placed him on her knees and started to stok
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