Book10 Chapter3
I stand at the office door, glancing at Doris sitting quietly in the corner, drawing. Seeing she is alright, I sigh in relief.
Out of the corner of my eye, I catch a glimpse of a little boy who is throwing a tantrum. When he sees me, his eyes light up, and he runs toward me with his little short legs.
"Mommy!"
I bend down to catch him, but instead of hugging him, I gently push him away.
"Hey, you've got the wrong person." I smile slightly, lifting my gaze to meet the man in the room, "Hello, sir, I'm Doris Wilson's mom."
I never expect to run into Charles again.
The world is vast; if you don't want to see someone, you usually won't.
Aaron cries loudly, accusing me of not wanting him.
Doris grips her pencil tightly, and I can tell she is getting a bit annoyed.
Charles stares at me in silence, clearly waiting for my reaction.
"Doris," I say as I pack her bag, "can you wait for Mommy outside?"
Doris nods without hesitation, slinging her backpack over her shoulder and walking out without looking back.
As soon as she steps out of the door, Aaron quickly wipes his tears and comes running back to me, hugging my leg.
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