"Thirty-five is a little too old," Serenity said. "Your oldest brother was only thirty when he married me."

River took a sip of his coffee. The little girl in his arms looked up at him with big eyes, clearly wanting a taste.

"Belle, this is for adults. You can't have it. Your brother can drink some juice or warm water." Belle glanced at her mom, then at her brother, and obediently went back to eating her snack.

If Belle wasn't allowed to have something, the adults never gave in-even if she cried. But if she could have something, all it took was a glance, and someone would get it for her.

She was a smart little girl.

Snuggled up in Uncle River's arms, she nibbled her snacks with poise.

Still, nothing compared to the snacks Uncle Tatum made.

Uncle Tatum hadn't been home in a while, and Belle missed the food he used to

her. His meals

came home, he'd make tons of dishes just

suddenly

Belle? What is it?" River looked

"Miss you."

He kissed her cheek and said

miss all of you kids. I

"Uncle River,

patting his nephew's head. "Once

"Husband-!"

sudden, sharp scream

hearing someone call

mistress behind my back and not tell me? You even have two kids! They're already this big! Tell me, how could you

echoed through the café, drawing every eye in the room. River turned

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