70 two mothers

"Killian" I jerked his hand and he finally snapped back to reality.

"Are you okay?" I asked, touching his cheek and he nodded, but I could see unshed tears in his eyes.

"Come here" I gently pulled him towards the bed.

He sat on the edge of the bed, I rubbed his hands and asked again, "Is there something that is worrying you, Killian?" 

He shook his head and replied, "just some old memories of my mother."

"Oh, do you miss her a lot?" I don't know what else to say, no matter how much I try I could not feel his pain, I could only try to understand it.

"I do, she was very kind and caring, she loved me a lot," he replied in a low voice. 

"Then you should be happy, she did not want to see you sad, she would be sad too if she saw you crying.'' I hugged him and he clutched my waist tightly.

Poor boy, why had I never thought that he was still attached to her mother, what if he thought that I was trying to snatch her place.