Liza's POV
I returned home, exhausted but determined. As I entered my cozy little cottage, I was greeted by the warm smile of my daughter, Kiera. She was sitting on the floor, playing with her toys, and her bright blue eyes sparkled as she looked up at me.
"Ma..ma!" she exclaimed, her tiny voice filled with excitement as she crawled towards me.
My heart swelled with love and pride. Kiera was starting to talk, and it was music to my ears. I scooped her up in my arms, hugging her tightly.
"Hello, my little angel," I whispered, inhaling the sweet scent of her hair. "How was your day?"
Kiera babbled on, telling me about her adventures with her toys and the silly faces she made at me. I listened intently, my mind still reeling from the intense training session with the sisters.
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