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.

or talk to me when they were here. They were only focused on my big brother.” She said

brushing my palm over her head. “Well then, they surely missed

lovely girl. Their loss.”

was fun and she was not at all troublesome. She was well behaved and it was

task and I was proud to say that

off the television we both walked upstairs to her bedroom where once she

her. “Thank you for being

brushed some troublesome strands from her face and sighed. “Thank you for being a sweet little girl Daff,” I whispered, smiling as I got

and I backed away quickly not wanting the

the phone from my pocket. A row of

thumb down over the

showcased in front

slight fear and anxiety, already knowing what

update!!? This is taking

Updates are slow, and

dragging the

time author, can’t wait to

Oh My God, I need

know that some readers enjoy my work enough to want more. Unfortunately, I still wasn’t

Tyler was showing me

Layla. You taste even better than I

little flashback

showing me a lot. But I still didn’t have

notifications. My heart throbs a bit when I got bad comments from impatient readers but then it lightens as soon as I read those who were

I hummed and then clicked on Google docs. My eyes swept over my

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