He sat with you on the floor while you cried. He stood, cutting up a pomegranate and putting the seeds in a bowl before sitting back down.

“Here darling…”

He mumbled, taking your chin and tilting your head up gently. He fed the seeds to you, careful not to make a mess.

“That’s good…everything’s alright..”

But nothing was. You started to feel drowsy and soon passed out. He carried you out to his car, putting you in the back seat.

“Let’s get you home…”

He mumbled, kissing your head.