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Richard
As soon as we stepped through the door, Amy dashed off to our room, her books clutched tightly in her little hands.
Mom giggled at her bubbly enthusiasm.
"Did she really just pick those tiny books? I thought she'd want to take the whole library!" Dad remarked with a grin.
"I’m just as surprised as you are," I replied, heading upstairs.
When I walked into the room, there was Amy, all snuggled up on the bed, eagerly waiting for me.
"Richard! Can you read me this one, pretty please?" she beamed with her adorable smile.
"Of course, my little princess!"
Amy
As Richard got to the middle of the second book, my eyelids began to droop. His soothing voice wrapped around me like a warm blanket, making me feel even sleepier. I attempted to stifle a yawn, but Richard caught me in the act. "How about we pause here for now, my princess?" he said, planting a gentle kiss on my forehead before closing the book. He held me close, and soon I drifted off into a peaceful slumber.
Mr and Mrs Rumble
We observed our son as he gently tucked Amy into bed. His demeanor with her has always been unique, but the moment she’s not looking, he transforms completely.
Once he finished tucking her in, he stood up and softly stroked her face, saying, "My precious little Amy," in a hushed tone. "Our time will come. You’re too young to understand my feelings now, but one day, you will."
This situation is becoming increasingly concerning, we need to take action one more time.
YOU ARE READING
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RomanceAt a young age, tragedy struck her life when her parents were taken from her in a devastating accident, leaving her to seek refuge in the home of her neighbors. In the aftermath of such profound loss, she transformed into a quiet, gentle soul, her l...
