"I'm so happy! Donald Duck is playing with me too!"
Lottie was practically bouncing with joy. Her little face was flushed with excitement, clearly having the time of her life.
Trevon carefully dabbed the faint sweat from his daughter's forehead with a wet wipe. "You're all sweaty. "
"Are you feeling okay?" Trevon frowned, asking anxiously.
Lottie had been quite active today, and he worried the little girl might overdo it.
Lottie puffed out her tiny chest, putting on a brave face. "I'm fine! Lottie doesn't feel uncomfortable at all. "
"Good. " Trevon breathed a sigh of relief, seeing how energetic she was.
Meanwhile, Tonio, hidden inside the Donald Duck costume, stared intently at the scene before him.
He watched his deadbeat dad meticulously wipe his sister's sweat, every m
