"You won't catch me!" at that moment, with a cheerful squeal, a curly-haired little girl with two giant bows crashed into Emily's legs. "Oh!" the girl did not keep her balance and flopped down on her bottom.
"Are you okay?" Hayes immediately bent down and lifted the girl. A pair of gray eyes stared back at her. As gray as Justin Evans's eyes. Realizing this fact stabbed in Emily's chest. She recoiled from the girl, feeling like dirt that could stain an innocent child.
"God, I asked you not to run. It's a hard floor!" Evans' wife ran up to the girl and began to straighten her clothes. "Sorry, Miss. My daughter is so fidgety. You can hardly catch her. And with a huge belly like mine it is generally impossible to catch her!" Melissa laughed, holding her rounded belly with her other hand.
"N-not a big deal. It's okay," Emily forced a wry smile. Eyes suddenly began to pinch. The sleepless night is to blame.