Conflict Of Hearts
Beck had thought a lot before talking to Theo. She knew that, no matter how delicate she tried to be, the little one would still have difficulty understanding the separation. As she opened the door, she found him in the living room, distracted, playing with Spake.
—Son, can we talk?
—Of course, Mom.
She sits on the sofa, and he, with his sweet and innocent manner, approaches her.
—I want you to know that we love you very much, Theo. She tries to find the right words. You’ve noticed that your dad and I aren’t living together anymore, haven’t you?