Lucas’s P.O.V.“I like Cynthia, Dad. She is beautiful and loving.” Celia said to me when I was tugging her inside the sheet.“She is, hun. Now be the good girl that you already are and sleep now.” I patted her cheek dotingly while coaxing her.“But you don’t like her, right?” she asked me again in a sleepy tone while pulling the sheet to her shoulders.I stiffened and pursed my lips into a thin line. “It… it’s not like I don’t like her, hun. She just reminded me of someone.” I replied to her truthfully, but my voice became low in the end.Celia was a keen observer and always noticed things that we usually don’t notice in normal circumstances.“About the lady whose photo you have in your wallet with me?” she asked and I felt a light squeeze in my chest.I kissed her forehead, avoiding answering her question. “Good night, sweetie.” I mumbled, still having my lips on her forehead.“Good night, Dad,” she mumbled, slipping into slumber.I adjusted the sheet on her body one more time and ch
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