Claude's Truth

(Anna) Opening the door I found myself face to face with two individuals who were fast occupying every part of my life. Oliver and Asher. Asher had a hint of smile tugging on his plump lips as he carried a very sullen looking Oliver. The little ones’ beautiful eyes were swollen red along with the tip of his nose. He dramatically sniffed loudly and threw himself towards me from Asher's arms. I quickly caught him. “Annnaaa!” He cried out and hugged me as if his life was dependent on it. Asher pursed his lips together, seeing his dramatics. “What's wrong Oliver?” I asked softly, rubbing his back. “I missed your food, I haven't eaten anything since you left. Please, make me something,” he told me with a sniffle. My heart ached hearing that he hadn't eaten, although I had instructed the guards to get him a meal and fed him before leaving. Gently I stroked his hair and calmed him down. “Don't worry, I will cook for you whatever you want. Stop crying.” I placed a small kiss on his head and he