When he looked at me, he pouted, making him look so cute, and then tears slid down his cheeks again.
'M-My p-parents. Arguing. M b-being a b-baby. S-sorry,' I frown and pull him closer to me. I knew how it felt when parents were arguing. 'D-Dad might l-leave us,'
'I'm sure he'd still see you at least Ash,' I tried to comfort him but it was useless. He just kept crying
