If anyone loved Roselia the most in the world, it would be her Papa. Even though Atticus was her earliest memories, Cecil was in all of the ones before and after him. Despite being buried in paperwork, meetings, training, and parenting, Cecil always made time for Roselia. He'd cook her breakfast, arrange her lunch, and return to make dinner. He took on the housewife duties and would comb her hair every morning and night.
Cecil showered his daughter with the love of a mother and father. He raised her to lack nothing, not even a motherly figure. He'd read her bedtime stories, help with her homework, and finish his paperwork by her side. If Roselia was present, then Cecil was not far. Cecil acted with diligence as he even home-schooled his daughter, despite giving his son all the freedom in the world.
Cecil's whole world was Roselia, the spitting image of him. Roselia's first word was "dada" and then her second was "papa," and then it was…
I caught a flu recently, but updates should resume to normal soon! I anticipate we should be able to do daily 1-2 chapters starting May :)