F.M.L.

Tobias exhales sharply, frozen by the sight of Ryan. His chest heaves, his breaths coming in rapid, desperate gasps as he fights to fill his lungs. I can sense the overwhelming impact this must be having on him, and it's difficult to fathom the thoughts racing through his mind at this moment. But I'm pretty sure that all he wants is to put his big hands around my neck and choke the hell out of me.

“Leave.” Ryan bellows, taking me by the hand, and he desperately tries to drag me back inside. “You made my mummy cry, and we don’t want you here.”

“Ryan, darling, it’s okay. We don’t let our anger turn into violence," I say softly, squeezing his shoulders before I turn him around to face me. "Believe it or not, your mummy knows who this man is," I smile. "It’s okay; you can go inside and wait with Awez; she is probably a little upset herself.”

Ryan turns his head to look at Tobias and they both glare at one another in a stand-off, their eyes narrowing into thin slits and their nostrils flar