Compromised Truth

Elena stared at her son, completely caught off guard by the question. Rowan’s small voice, so gentle and innocent, echoed in her ears.

“Does papa love me too?”

She blinked slowly, her eyes locked on his curious little sleepy face. He was staring at her, waiting. So full of hope, so unaware of the heaviness that question carries.

He was so innocent. So pure. She hated how she had to lie to him.

She