Rose PoV
I rubbed my slumbering baby's belly as she slept besides her cousin Azami. She clung to Kiki the Kitty as if Osamu might try to snatch it again.
"Ma Kiki," she mumbled in her sleep.
She sure loved her kitty plushie. While I did say that she would've shared if Osamu asked, a part of me doubted if she would. It reminded of her dad's concern about us spoiling her.
I loved doting and providing for Anis in a way that my dad didn't do for me and Orlin. I recalled how I always desired little extra affection from him, even before my mom's death.
Saffron was warmer than my dad, yet he still maintained a certain distance at times, almost as if he were afraid of overstepping. Maybe that was his way of ensuring Anis grew up strong and independent. In contrast, I had taken it upon myself to shower her with all the love I could muster, but now I found myself questioning whether I was doing the right thing.
