Third Person's POV
Trista genuinely missed Melanie.
Her eyes welled up with tears because she didn't get what she wanted. "No! I want you to take me! Except for yesterday, Mom, you haven't taken me to school for days—"
Since Trista was being so insistent, Melanie had to cave. "Okay, Mom gets it. I promise."
She agreed, not out of heartfelt tenderness, but because since she gave birth to Trista, she felt a duty to her.
A smile finally returned to Trista's face.
Archer finished putting on his watch. Seeing that Trista was about to keep chatting, he reminded her, "If you don't go downstairs and eat breakfast, you'll be late for school."
Trista shrieked. "I haven't even brushed my teeth or washed my face! Mom, I gotta go get ready! Talk to you later!"
Without waiting for Melanie's repl
