Layla’s pov

Daffodil had just taken a bath and had already eaten her lunch about an hour ago. Chef Bryce had already left so it was only Daff and me in the house.

I pass the comb through Daff’s slightly wet hair. She hugged her bunny and giggled at the movie playing on the screen.

We were watching Finding Nemo and apparently, that was one of her favorite movies. She had so many favorites that I had lost count of how many.

After making sure that her hair was free of all tangles, I began to plait her hair. I marveled at how soft her hair was and how much it reminded me of her brother’s.

A yawn came from her lips and I felt a small smile curve on my face. “Are you tired?” I asked softly, running my fingers on the little troublesome hairs at the sides.

I never had a younger sibling and it was kind of nice taking care of someone else that wasn’t my mother.

She nods softly and lets out another yawn. “I am. I want to go for a nap.” She lets out another yawn while hugging her bunny even closer to her. I nod.

“Do you normally go for a nap at this time?” | asked in curiosity, getting off the chair

“Sometimes. I always get sleepy when someone’s combing my hair.” She giggles.

“Oh so then it’s my fault you’re so tired?” I joked, helping her up from the cushion. I picked it up and set it back on the sofa neatly.

Daff giggles, placing her bunny on the other side of her waist and looked up at me. “You’re going to be my sister one day. I just know it!” She smiles, seeming to be pleased with herself.

| swallowed harshly and was tempted to look away from her. I would hate to disappoint her….

“Daff I

I stopped. I couldn’t tell a five year old that her brother and I would never, ever happen. It would break her little heart and crush the little dream she had of us.

cared to comb my hair or talk to me when they

smiled at Daffodil while brushing my palm

lovely girl. Their loss.”

time with Daff was fun and she was not at all troublesome. She was well behaved and it was obvious that she was brought

was an easy task and I was proud to say that there

and after I put off the television we both walked upstairs to her bedroom

figure in the bed and throw the covers over her. “Thank you for being my friend

being a sweet

vibration from my phone startled me. Daff shifts and I

the phone from my pocket. A row of

down over the cracked screen of my

the notifications showcased in front

with slight fear and anxiety, already knowing what to expect.

update!!? This is taking

and chapters

Stop dragging the story! So

time author, can’t wait to see how

God, I

one. It always feels so good to know that some readers enjoy my work enough to want more. Unfortunately, I still wasn’t sure

Tyler was showing me a

so sweet Layla. You taste even better

shivered as that little flashback

me a lot. But I still didn’t have

heart throbs a bit when I got bad comments from

docs. My eyes swept over my words. It feels as if it was another person who had written

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