Amy immediately pointed to the TV and said, "Daddy!" Everyone turned to look at the screen, but the broadcast had already shifted.

There was no trace of Monbatten anymore.

Amy scanned the TV anxiously, flipping channels with the remote.

After a few moments, she plopped onto the floor in disappointment.

Keira walked over and scooped her up.

"Missing Daddy?" "Daddy!" Amy replied with a firm nod.

At just three years old, Amy had been through so much.

Howard and his mother had mistreated her horribly, leaving her timid and withdrawn.

Only recently, after living in a loving home with Keira and Lewis, had she started to blossom. Even so, she often struggled to express herself.

Now, clutching the remote tightly, she jabbed a finger toward the TV in frustration.

"Daddy!" The screen switched to a news anchor, and Keira couldn't help but chuckle. "Do you think he's handsome? Is that why you're calling him Daddy?" "No!" Amy protested, her little face scrunched in frustration. "Not him! Daddy is in the TV!" Keira brushed a hand over Amy's hair.

"Alright, sweetie.

Next time you see him, point him out to me, okay?" Amy sighed, defeated.

to Keira, her voice

Daddy is in the

approached, raising an

something your sister told her? Could she be fangirling over some actor? You know, like those women who call celebrities their husbands

everything's a reality show, Erin." Erin crossed

you think it is?" Jenkins paused,

up a better story—said her dad was someone else." Keira

does make sense." The three of them lingered in silence around Amy until she

bedroom and tucked her

eyes drooped, Keira hummed

the little girl relax, Keira couldn't help but feel her

her so much of herself

even harsher. Her father

Keira would stare out of a small window, dreaming of the

had driven her to search

a box of expired crackers, and

savoring each

dream was to grow up and

years, even after earning a stable income, Keira compulsively stockpiled

Isla. Unlike Poppy, Jodie had been a source of light, a woman full of

once signed up for flight lessons on a whim. Isla had asked her why she dabbled in so many things, and Jodie simply replied, "Because I want to." Isla asked if Jodie was disappointed

didn't have good grades when I was young." Jodie's words and

lashed out, Keira would imagine Jodie's calm demeanor. Over time, Keira stopped crying when she was hit. Crying didn't solve

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