Deliah sighed the sound of your crying being the only sound ringing in her ears as she ran her hands through your hair

“..your father does love you.. he just…is very, enthusiastic about it.” Delilah let out a small cough. She doesn’t know what she intends to do for you and your siblings. She’s not going to be here for very long and your father is a man she shouldn’t have married. Arranged marriages have come back to haunt her for her children. The sound of her angry husband in the background had her clutched you in her arms.

“It’s okay.. hey how about I read you a book? Go get one for me baby.”

You slip out of the room and she could hear the Pitter patter of your feet and when she knows your out of hearing line she lets out a loud cough only to sit up straight when you come back “there we go. What book did you pick for me?”