His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace

Chapter 57 Chapter

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The walls were painted in soft blues and greens, and toys and books filled the shelves. There was even a small drawing station with art supplies, and a comfortable bed draped in the softest blankets.

"I thought he'd be more comfortable here," Carlos said, his tone casual, but there was something else in his eyes-something softer.

I turned to him, surprised. "You prepared all of this for him?"

Carlos shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant. "I had it set up after you agreed to stay. I just wanted him to feel at home."

Cyrus's eyes

lit up as he took in the room, and he ran over to the toys, his earlier sadness momentarily forgotten. "Mama! Look! There's everything I like!"

I smiled, my heart swelling at the sight of him happy again, even after the difficult day he had endured. I hadn't expected Carlos to be so thoughtful, but here it was-a room full of warmth and care for my son.

Next, Carlos showed me my room, which was right next to Cyrus's. When I stepped inside, I was taken aback once again. The space was beautiful, elegant but comfortable. Clothes, cosmetics, and even jewelry were laid out neatly, waiting for

1. me.

the closet. They were expensive, luxurious-far beyond anything I had ever owned. "You didn't have

but I could see the tension in his shoulders. "It's just stuff. I wanted to

to respond. The kindness he had shown-both

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to Cyrus-was overwhelming. I hadn't expected any of this. I turned to him, searching for the right words, but before I could say anything, Carlos gave me a brief smile and excused

in," he said quietly, and before I could say more, he was

glanced around the room, taking in the lavish surroundings. I couldn't help but wonder-when had Carlos prepared all of

mind. You'd be surprised. His

of character for Carlos

before.

way downstairs, feeling restless after the long day.

glass of wine in

he asked, his voice carrying a

smile. "I'm not used to having people follow me around. I figured

up another glass and poured me a drink, holding it out to me. "You

happened-Cyrus's illness, moving into Carlos's house, Sienna's betrayal. I

I said quietly. "I could use a

comfortable silence, the weight of the day