Aurora's POV
Its Tuesday morning and I'm purposefully lagging around in the bathroom so I don't have to face Wes.
I knew he would be asking questions and for some reason, I didn't want him to know.
I also knew that I had to put on a fake smile for Thomas but that wouldn't be hard. Maybe it would turn into a genuine one.
Sighing, I get out of my cowardly state and walk towards the kitchen where Thomas was happily babbling, tilting his head side to side while... Even if he could talk.
Or.....tried to talk.
"Good morning!" I chirp way too happily and even Thomas looks at me confused.
"Good morning Beeze!" Thomas yells trying to get out of his seat and I giggle, picking him up.
"Hey there buddy." My eyes still felt a little puffy and I could tell he noticed. Wes still hasn't said a word yet.
"Daddy," Thomas calls out and I cringe internally as he turns towards us. "Why didn't you say good morning to Beeze?"