(Dean)
I had two intentions in mind, get answers from Bella or find it myself.
So as Javier ran up to me, I ruffle his hair, gently pulling a strand of hair, a careful act that almost seems like an absentminded gesture.
I carefully held the strand, discreetly slipping it into my pocket.
Almost on cue, Javier whirls around, facing Bella. "Mommy, he's the handsome mister from the mall!" He squeals.
A smile creeps up my face, mirroring his excitement, it tugs at my heart.
My eyes lands on Bella, she looks thrown off for a moment, as if trying to process the whole thing. My eyes moves from her to the little girl.
She has a grin, as she stares at me, her curiosity shining through her eyes, she's — she's looks like a miniature version of Bella, same lips and she's got the brightest smile
