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.

out you were already on to me a long while ago." Naomi put the cake aside and interjected as

was unable to put her finger on what it was. "But it's different

continue to ask questions, the little one buried her face in my

children could be. They shut themselves up if they knew they couldn't express what was on their minds. As her mother, I could tell what

a distinctive hormonal scent on his skin, in addition to the perfume of a luxury brand and the faint smell of

I changed the topic. "Let's go home. Do you want to try the cake that Dad baked?" "Yes, please! I want the

from before.

the world was ending, nothing was more important than food to a

that one

related get attached to one another that

matters. It

you in such a rush

kids, Arianna? After all, we look so much alike." Naomi