Cara’s POV
The next morning at the house, I was reluctant to go out of my room but when I finally did, Jason was downstairs with Daisy, making breakfast.
Without acknowledging him, I walked past him to the coffee pot to see if there was enough for me as well, avoiding looking at him.
“Hey, Aunt Cara.” Daisy greeted me with a cherry grin and I smiled her way, then I walked to her to drop a small kiss on her head, and ruffled her hair.
“Hey sweetheart. How was your night?” I asked and her grin widened.
“Fine, Aunt Cara. Daddy tucked me in last night.” She said, a joy I couldn’t describe on her face. It was as if she was happy but because of something as simple as her adored father doting on her and tucking her in bed, when it was a normal and supposed thing to do on his end.
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