It had been several days now and as she went downstairs Serena's heart was heavy, her footsteps slow and dragging, grateful that her father didn't question or push her, letting her grieve in her own way. Annabelle was eagerly waiting for her, Julian sitting and having breakfast with the little girl, his face lighting up as he beamed at Serena.
"She's a little darling" he told her as Annabelle fairly preened "I know about her and who she was before, but it's hard to place that with this beautiful little girl right here" he mused.
Serena smiled with relief, at least her father was willing to treat Annabelle as the little girl she now was, happily eating pancakes and chatting to Annabelle who was fascinated with him. It was sweet.
"Come and join us" her father requested and Serena sat dow
