Isabella's POV “Daddy,” Mia called out the moment she saw him, her voice bright with joy and ran to hug her. “I can’t wait to serve you my first meal,” she announced dramatically, and we all burst into laughter at her tiny performance.“Auntie, what do we do next?” she asked, bouncing slightly where she stood.“Now we go set the table, and then you’ll finally serve Daddy,” I said, pinching her nose gently.“Really, Auntie? I’ll serve my Daddy?” she asked, her eyes widening in disbelief.“Yes, princess. You’re Daddy’s big girl. Or don’t you want to serve him?” I teased softly.“Yes, Auntie, yes! I want to serve my Daddy,” she squealed, clapping her little hands together.“Good. Then let’s go set the table,” I said, lowering her gently to the floor.“Daddy, I have a surprise for you, but first you need to leave. When I’m done, I’ll come get you,” she said, shooing him away with exaggerated seriousness.“Alright, alright, princess. I can’t wait for your surprise,” Damien said, lifting
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