Adriano
“Are you ready to go home?” I asked Amira, who gave me the brightest smile. Her happiness always made my heart feel lighter.
“Yes!” she said, running into my arms for a hug. “I’m ready to leave.”
I smiled and gently touched her hair. The time I spent with her showed me how special she was. This little girl had brought so much joy into my dark world.
“Can you two stop being so sweet and let’s go?” Azalea said with annoyance, carrying her small bag. “I’m tired of waiting.”
I looked at her with a raised eyebrow. “I can smell jealousy in the air.”
“Jealousy?” she asked, sounding confused. “Are you talking about me?”
“Who else would I be talking about,” I smiled. “My dear wife.”
“I’m not jealous,” she said, walking toward the door. “If you two are finished, meet me outside.”
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