Fenella’s POV
"How do you feel about it?"
Laird asked with a small smile. I was sure he was nervous right now. He looked at me closely with his emerald green eyes, observing every movement of my face.
Truly, I was starting to understand that my opinion mattered to him. There was a fear that I might criticize him, perhaps, but of course, I wouldn't shatter his dreams like that.
"Baby, I think you're amazing. I've always believed in you since we were kids," I said, holding Laird's hand.
"I still remember how you were always the star student in school. I'm confident you can do it and will do a great job." I spread a genuine, wide smile on my face.
He used to dream of becoming a professional baseball player, but now he wants to be a businessman. Well, that's great. Whatever Laird does, I
