"Do you still feel like eating?" Ivan turned to me, while I shifted my gaze to Heather.
"I'm sleepy already, Daddy..."
"Alright, let's head home." Ivan lifted his daughter when he noticed her eyes welling up from a repeated yawn.
She seemed genuinely exhausted. Fortunately, the Greco mansion was conveniently close to the mall we were at.
Upon our arrival, Heather struggled to keep her eyes open. Though her grandparents welcomed her with affectionate kisses, she found it challenging to articulate her words to them.
I accompanied Ivan as we guided Heather to his room, gently encouraging Lucinda with a subtle pinch when she hesitated to join us.
"Why am I included? I'm not part of the family..." she whispered as she ascended the stairs with me. Teasingly, she added, "Are you afraid of b
