She blinked at it, eyes wide with surprise, then glanced from the bag to me.
Slowly, she reached out with both hands and took it from me.
We sat in silence as the limo began to move. She sat curled at one end of the seat, with the M&M’s cradled in her lap.
She tore the bag open with no hesitation, dipped her small hand inside, and pulled out a colorful handful of candy-coated chocolates. Without a second thought, she shoved them into her mouth.
A soft smile escaped me before I could help it.
I figured she had a sweet tooth ever since that banana incident, when her entire face lit up at the taste. Ever since then, I'd made it a quiet mission to spoil her with snacks, cookies, candies, and muffins from the royal kitchen. She liked sweets. It was such a simple thing, but it told me more
