Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Her emotions were on the low end, hidden deep within her heart. Only in the dead of night would she dare to bring them out for a taste, only to carefully tuck them back in, making sure no one was the wiser

The next moming, Kya woke up and instinctively sought Emily Instead, she found Charte Instead of crying because her mom was absent, she crawled over to Charlie and coded. “Uncle Charlier

Charlie opened his eyes as the first rays of morning light hit them. Seeing the adorably goofy little one in front of him, he couldn’t help but smile. “Awake, are you?” Kya sat up, her little feet together grinning at him

Charlie felt a wave of tenderness wash over him. He picked her up and held her closs What’s got you to cheerful?”

“Where’s my mom?” Kya asked

“You’ll see your mom in a bit?” Charlie replied with a gentle smile.

Even though he knew Kya was Emily’s child with another man and should harbor some resentment, he just couldn’t bring himself to dislike ya In fact, he was quite smitten with her

“I want to find my mom!” Kva giggled, trying to wriggle out of Charlie’s hold to go find Emily

“Easy there, Kya!” Charlie picked her up and hoisted her high.

so hard that

to be momentarily stunned at the sight of the two playfully wrestling on the bed.

Kya excitedly called out to

hair falling just over her shoulders, looking picture perfect with the relaxed, lazy morning vibe, made his heart

Kya to the bathroom after a quick glance at Emily

they left, she tidied

the master bedroom to find Charlie and Kya brushing their teeth together at the sink. Charlie was still in his pink bathrobe Kya stood on a stepping stool. They were brushing and

watched for a while before going to

the clothes that Charlie had discarded the previous day, she asked, “What are you going

phone in the living room, casually replied,

Emily responded before taking Kya back

they went in, there was a knock on the door. Charlie got up to answer it, but before he reached it, the door swung open to reveal

looked surprised. “Charlie?”

his bathrobe, greeting her nonchalantly, “Morning, Estelle!”