Verity felt her emotions dangerously close to the surface as he went on. She had to blink back tears quickly and wondered if his words were only because he was so tired. "That's fine, Marlowe. I understand," she said softly, wishing she could reach his hair. He'd even called Monty 'Papa'...
"Let's go to your room now though, alright, Darling?" she asked him just as softly.