Author's POV
"What is wrong with Evan!?" Caspian cursed under his breath, his voice laced with frustration as he looked at little Eliam, who was crying uncontrollably for his father.
For the past few months, it had become Eliam's routine to stay with his father at night. But tonight, Evander wasn't here, and Eliam's cries echoed through the house, piercing Caspian's heart. Even Little Lilly, whom Eliam always heard, was unable to soothe him.
Caspian pinched the bridge of his nose, his brows furrowed in worry. He couldn't stand seeing Eliam in this situation. The little boy's tears tugged at his heartstrings, and Caspian felt a surge of protectiveness. He had always held a special place in his heart for Eliam, and seeing him wail like this was unbearable.
Without wasting another moment, Caspian pulled out his phone and dialed Evander's number. The call connected after a few rings, and Evander's voice came through.
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