The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

The little girl wrapped her arms around her mother’s thigh and requested, “Mommy, can you give me a shower? I’m so done with having a shower without your help!”

Sasha had no choice but to show her daughter the way to the bathroom. To the little girl’s surprise, her mother seemed to have forgotten the proper way to give her a shower.

“Mommy, aren’t you supposed to wash my hair before everything else?” Vivian asked when Sasha was about to apply body wash to her body.

Instead of rinsing off the body wash, Sasha started washing Vivian’s hair with it when she heard her daughter.

Vivian wasn’t able to stop her since Sasha had applied everything when she thought of stopping Sasha.

In the end, bubbles were all over Vivian’s head and ended up seeping into her eyes.

She started wailing, “I-It stings, Mommy! My eyes sting!”

Sebastian, who was giving their sons a shower next door, rushed into the bathroom when he heard their daughter wailing.

“What’s wrong? Why is she crying?”

“T-The bubbles have seeped into her eyes.”

As soon as Sasha explained herself, she told Vivian to stay still and started sprinkling water in her daughter’s direction to rinse off the soapy residue.

“Boohoo—” Their daughter ended up wailing again.

you sure this is the way

to stand it anymore, Sebastian dashed over and held their daughter in his arms, making his way

worked like a charm and stopped the little

words to defend herself and stood right where she was with an

of the proper things to do! M-My mind was all over the place the moment she

“I-It’s fine, Mommy.”

composure, assured her mother it wasn’t a

supposed to pick on Sasha in front of their

head next door and read our sons a story? I’ll go get Vivian

“Alright.”

made her way to their

Sitting on the bed, they

her way to her sons’

He asserted with a nod, “We’re waiting for you to

the other hand, Ian had always been a boy of a few words. The fact he

mother asked, “Are you

shared folklores of different regions with us! Mommy, why don’t you carry on with the nonfictional novel you have

he was of the same idea as

her son’s suggestion and stammered in return, “I can’t really recall the content as it has been quite some