30 Thirty

I stroked her hair while I sat on the edge of the bed as she slept silently on my bed. I didn't expect her to cry like that.

I sighed.

It was my fault, I should have closed my laptop when I went out but instead I left it wide open for anyone to see. It wasn't for her to see especially.

I understand that she had some bad experiences but for that I cannot blame Lizzie, whatever she did she did what she thought was right and she gave her son the same treatment. Although no one in their sane mind would lock kids in a box and go to work but in this case I guess in her mind this was the safest route. This would have saved both the kids if any day the house was broken into by the people chasing them.

Still it does make me angry that she left Rosalie in a locked box and ran away with her son. If no one had opened up the box she would have died. It pained me to think about that.