Davina's p.o.v

West is growing restless in my arms. He is a little autistic in my opinion. "Please hold on, buddy. We are almost to your parents' room" I assure him. "Ok" he sniffles clinging hard onto me. Gently, I knock on his parents' bedroom door. "Hello" a tired Hope greets us. "Mommy" West shrieks jumping into his mother's arms. "Where have you been, my little prince" Hope asks her son. "I couldn't find our bedroom. I went to Landon's bedroom by accident" West confesses. "Davina, I thank you for bringing West back to me" Hope thanks me. "You are welcome. I can't blame him for he is a child" I admit. Watching Hope tuck West and his teddy bear into bed melts my heart. I miss the good old days when I used to do the same for Landon.