Falling For My Ex’s Brother-In-Law
My heart pulled tight.
“Excuse me,” I whispered to the planners before I stood and crossed to him.
He blinked up at me.
“Morning,” he mumbled.
“Morning, baby.” My voice softened, instinctively. “Are you okay? Do you need anything?”
He hesitated before answering.
“I… I want to see Daddy.”
The sentence wasn’t loud, but it was heavy.
I crouched down to his height, brushing his hair back gently.
“Honey,” I exhaled slowly, choosing words carefully, “your father is handling something very important right now. Something big. Once he finishes, he’ll come back. Okay?”