"Abbie..." Lulu was stunned by Abbie's tears.
In her memory, Abbie seldom cried, unlike her, who was a little crybaby.
"Don't cry, Abbie. Mother is just giving birth to a little brother and sister for you. Then you will have one more person to play with," Emily Taylor tried to comfort Abbie. "Don't cry, sweetheart, it breaks Grandma's heart."
"No, Abbie doesn't want a little brother and sister. Abbie just wants Mommy!" Before Emily could reach her, Abbie pushed her away forcefully.
Little Abbie's eyes, as dazzling as the Milky Way, were brimming with tears and a hint of anger.
He was not like Lulu, that silly little thing who understood nothing.
Nor was he the foolish child who pretended to be well-behaved, repressing his feelings to please the adults.
He was a domineering, petty, and selfish Abraham Redington.
He wanted only Mommy!
Abbie felt it was unfair. Since his birth, he had been forced to share his mother's love with Lulu.