I blinked and bit my lower lip. I don't know what to do to cheer him up anymore. It was my fault! But I just want him to not get hurt.
“Then… What do you want, honey? Tell me so mommy can give it to you,” I told him.
He pouted. “I want my daddy,” he instantly answered as if he didn't think that much about it anymore.
I felt like my face had been splashed with cold water. I stiffened and stared at my son's face if he's telling the truth. But he is… and I'm afraid that I cannot give it to him.
Aaron stared at me longer before he shook his head. “Nevermind, mom. Don't mind me. I'll just go to my room…” he said and then stood up from his seat.
I nodded my head and forced myself again to smile. “O-Okay. Just call me if you need anything,” I said and watched him go to his room.
As soon as he's out of my sight, I lost it. The threatening tears from my eyes slowly streamed down on my face. Am I a bad mother for lying to my own son like this? Did I make the right decision? I don't know anymore!