Holden stood frozen, his astonishment palpable. Adele’s response had caught him off guard. A seasoned warrior on the battlefield of business, he felt a subtle tremor in his hands, a tremor born of excitement. The urge to embrace Adele was strong, but he restrained himself, not wanting to startle her fragile composure. Instead, he pulled his daughter close in a delicate embrace.

“Easy now, my dear. You must be starving after going for so long without something to eat. Allow Daddy to get you something to eat,” he murmured.

As Holden held Adele close, his words triggered a realization as profound as a deep ocean current. Cooking, he mused, was an artful tapestry.

With utmost care, he settled Adele on his lap, his eyes locked on her as she obediently took each morsel he offered. Gradually, her dainty fingers gripped his, guiding the food to her mouth.

Watching Adele eat like that stirred a warmth within Holden that was satisfying. Patiently, he continued feeding her until the last crumb of the cake had vanished, and her glass stood empty. As her emotions steadied into a tranquil sea, she leaned against him and slipped into sleep’s gentle embrace.

With a slightly awkward grace, Holden held Adele, Lulling her into a deep sleep.

the little girl in the

exhaled a sigh that seemed to

his steps as quiet as a whisper, and

skewed cupcake to

device beeped, signaling

attention was

talking to. Observing

at peculiar angles, giving the treat a

desire not to discourage his culinary endeavors, she chose a gracious and encouraging response:

seemed self-aware of his

embarrassed emoji, his embarrassment was evident in

a tad awkward, requiring a

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