Aria couldn't bring herself to refuse Harold—especially when Basia was involved.It was rare for her to feel calm enough to play with her daughter, and since it was only coloring instead of some wild game, Aria had no excuse to say no.Following Harold's lead, she sat down between the two kids."Mom, you color here. Let's see whose section looks better," Basia chirped, handing Aria a crayon and carefully marking off a space for her.Aria sighed at the crayon in her hand, but before she could reply, Basia clapped and said, "Ready, set, go!"In perfect sync, Harold and Basia bent over their coloring books, one on each side.Watching them so serious, Aria's chest loosened. She let herself sink into the moment, filling in colors alongside them. Soon, she was absorbed, forgetting all about Kane's phone being off and the knot of worry in her heart.Seeing Aria finally relax, Basia smirked to herself. Harry always knew what to do. If it had been up to her, she'd only have sat around worrying
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