Not Mine
she said and I chuckled.
“It still is a long way to go,” I said.
“Whatever,” she rolled her eyes.
“Do you know, Paolina makes the best cupcakes, we should find her.” She said as she gripped my wrist and pulled me with her. We walked past Eric to see Paolina standing a few feet behind us with her head hung down.
“Paolina, we want cupcakes,” Olivia mused and Paolina smiled as she nodded, without sparing me a glance.
Olivia was a cute little child. She was feisty and sweet at the same time. The little girl had so much confidence in her. She was super friendly too. She even got Aeden’s broody lapdogs to play with her and I really don’t know-how.