Love

It was evening now, and I interacted with everyone, including Maleck. I could tell he had ill intentions. He was envious of everything Ellis had and wanted it to be his.

" So, where is their mother," I asked him, looking at the two boys who were running around their play space with my children. 

" She's somewhere. I can't seem to keep track of her these days," he shrugged his shoulders and gulped his wine. It was clear from his tone that he didn't care about her. I was about to ask his ...