David Redington had intended to take Lily Gray to a better villa, but since she refused, he had to stay back.
He cuddled up on the condominium's sofa all night and surprisingly had a sound sleep.
With the addition of a big man and two little babies in the house, the formerly two-bedroom and two-living-room unit suddenly felt lively.
The next morning, after breakfast.
"My parents will be arriving soon, Lily, are you nervous?" David's eyes were clear, with a gentle smile.
His finely sculpted features, paired with such a gentle smile, would have bewitched Lily Gray two years ago.
But now...
She politely pushed David's face away as he leaned in close.
"They are your parents, not mine. And can you stop calling me 'Lily'? It sounds childish."
"Heh, childish?"
David chuckled, his attitude gentle.
"But I think it sounds nice and suits you. You are my sister, and calling you Lily is a brother's privilege."