Sir Ares, Goodnight

That night, Jay did not come home.

After Rose had put the children to sleep, she returned to the room that Jay had prepared for her. Although she laid in bed, she could not find herself falling asleep. She pitied herself and worried about Josephine.

In the middle of the night, her room door swung open without warning. Consequently, Rose was startled.

When she turned on the lights, she saw Jenson standing at the door, staring blankly at her. "Mommy, may I sleep with you?"

Rose smiled at Jenson and reached out her hand." Come over."

Jenson closed the door behind him and laid next to Rose.

Rose looked up at the clock on the wall to check the time. 'It's midnight, but Jenson is still awake?'

She caressed Jenson's little ears as she asked gently," Share with me what is bothering you from sleeping?"

Jenson shifted his body on the bed and laid sideways to look at Rose.

Within his eyes, she could see a mixture of doubt, fear, and uneasiness.

Rose fiddled with his earlobe as she had heard that massaging a child's earlobe could help relieve a child's anxiety from having a frightful sleep. She wondered if it would help Jenson.

she could think of without knowing the

troubles, you can always share them with me, okay?" Her instincts told her that Jens was troubled. However, like his father, he

out his feelings. Thus, she patiently coaxed," Jens, mommy loves you. If you have anything troubling you, you can tell me because

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usual days, Jens portrayed himself as a brave boy that had a smart mind. His image was akin to a matured man that was trapped in

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back, patiently waiting for

is hiding behind Tourmaline Estate. She hides under daddy's bed..." Jenson said in between

was as if Rose's spirit was trapped and had been thrown

in a mess. It was as

a severe migraine, and she

felt as if her body was not hers as her body and soul kept fighting with each other in an

apt to say that her body was trying to escape while her soul was trying to grab

was akin to her having fallen into hell and

she kept consoling herself, "Rose Doyle, stay calm.

him, leave him. You must learn to love yourself and live

the sun began to