My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Just then, Aurelia looked at me and then at Naomi, who was following her. Her little face scrunched up as she asked, "Two mummies?"

"No, this is our real mummy." Though Wynn's voice was not at all loud, it was firm. "Didn't you say that mummy doesn't smell right? Do you want to try smelling it again?"

After hearing that, Aurelia extended her hand to me as if it had dawned on her. "Hug!"

I grinned and took her in my arms. Then she put her arms around my neck and rubbed her face against me. Her action made me itchy and amused.

"Can you differentiate us now?" I asked with a smile.

"Mmm!" Aurelia nodded vigorously between my neck before tilting her head over and said, "It's Mummy's smell! You're my real mummy!"

I couldn't help but chuckle at the child's innocence. I reached up and pinched her cheek, teasing, "Tell me, how do I smell differently from Aunt Naomi?"

"Well..." Aurelia pursed her lips in thought for a moment and finally shook her head, "I don't know.

ago." Naomi put the cake aside and interjected as she walked over. "Tell me, Aurelia. I want to know when

voice. Still, she was unable to put her finger on what it was. "But it's different

ask questions, the little one buried her face

if they knew they couldn't express what

had a distinctive hormonal scent on his skin, in addition to

Dad baked?" "Yes, please! I want the biggest slice." I successfully

from before.

was more important than

that one

not biologically related get attached to one another that

that this moment was the time to ponder such matters. It was best to leave this dangerous place as soon as we

in

all, we look so much alike."