Despite her smile, tears glistened in her eyes.

Dylan sensed her sorrow and gently wiped them away.

“Don’t cry, Liv.

Please.

But the tears kept coming.

That night, she stayed put with Leyla…

When it was bedtime, Leyla squirmed happily between them in the king-sized bed.

Worried she’d disturb Olivia, Dylan pulled the little one close, spinning tales to soothe her.

sweetness melted

showering

was such a

felt shy, she’d hide behind her

Bunny Bookery

on, Olivia’s schedule kicked up a

office

it was a

she managed to squeeze in some comic drawing at

life wasn’t too

brought its share

Olivia stepped out,

the driver also yielded

pondered whether to take a taxi, a sleek black limo cruised

a voice piped

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255