(Lucas’ POV)
“Daddy? Why does mommy like Logan and Lucas more than me?”
The question came out of nowhere. One minute, we were giving Barbie and her friends the vacation of a lifetime. The next Nora was in tears and asking me that. “Oh sweetie. Come here.” I cooed, grabbing her little hoodie-towel and wrapping her up as I brought her into my arms.
Once I got her to stop crying, I asked softly, “Is that really what you believe, princess?” Her little head bobbed up and down in a nod as she sniffled, though she wouldn’t look at me. I hugged her again, placing a tender kiss on the top of her head.
“Why do you think that, princess? Is mommy mean to you?” I asked and she shook her head slowly. “Do you think mommy would hurt you in some way?” Again, she shook her head slowly. “Do you think be
