*MATURE CONTENT*
PERCY'S POV.
It wasn't after we had returned to the house and I had helped Phoebe prepare and serve dinner, washed the dishes, tugged Fiifi in bed after his shower, returned to our bedroom and had a shower myself and hopped into bed that I dared take a look at the messages I was well aware were from Vera.
* Your daughter needs to spend time with you too. This thing you're doing isn't fair. Why do you have to sacrifice her happiness for your family's?*
I rolled my eyes then looked up at Phoebe. She was returning from the shower, putting her hair away in a bonnet. She sat before her vanity and began applying cream to her body.
I turned to my side where I could have a better look at her. She tilted her head to the side and massaged the cream on her neck.
