Richard smirked and did not protest. After turning the page, he saw three-year old Angela who was a pretty little girl dressed in a princess gown. She looked adorable.

As Richard sat there flipping through the photos, he began to yearn for a daughter -one that would be as pretty and cute as Angela was. He would spend the rest of his life loving her and protecting her.

“Let’s have a daughter! One that looks just like you,” Richard said hoarsely. Angela smiled. “Alright.” They continued to look at photo after photo as Angela described the event or story behind each one.

It was now afternoon. Ruka spent the entire morning reading in the study. All of a sudden, she recalled the little kitten she saw with Ren the last time. He didn’t take it home with him. Did he leave it at a pet store for them to take care of it on his behalf?

She spotted a notebook that looked rather old. It stood out among the other books, so she reached out to grab it. She yanked on it too hard and it slipped out of her grasp.

out and scattered on the floor. Ruka gasped in surprise when she saw the photos. They were photos

she realized they were photos taken of her when she

a rather pompous and overbearing expression on her face. She was surprised that Ren had

keep these ugly-looking photos of me when he could’ve kept nicer ones

realized that it wasn’t his notebook. Instead, the notebook was filled

in her head. A three year-old? Was it me? Is this mine

found a barely readable scribble of her

to write when she was little. As she continued staring at the writing,

her chin on her hands and thought about

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