Dutch's gaze lingered on Gianna, trying to understand her mood.
Gianna quickly reached Dutch and hugged him tightly.
“I’m just tired, Dad. I need some time alone,” she whispered before pulling away and leaving the room, her footsteps echoing down the hallway.
Dutch turned to Louisa, his brow furrowed. “What’s going on? Is there a problem?”
Louisa shrugged, forcing a smile. “It’s nothing to worry about, really.”
“No,” Dutch insisted, his voice tinged with concern. “She looked upset. What’s wrong with her?”
Louisa hesitated, then sighed. “She... she got her heart broken.”
Dutch's eyes widened in surprise. “Really?”
Louisa nodded, quickly fabricating a story. “Yes, it’s about a boy she liked. He didn’t feel the same way, and she’s been taking it hard.”
Dutch’s expression softened wi
