Breakfast feels even more comforting because everything Skylar does makes Sienna happy.
This little boy’s talent as a master chef judge really shines through, just as it did at the Villa. Whatever food and drink she serves him are bound to be delicious and will surely earn her warm praise.
Though he speaks highly of her cooking, his tone isn’t forceful; rather, his eyes reveal his innermost, sincere emotions.
Slowly, the mory of when they were at Zachary’s mountain pine villa ca back to her. At the ti, she felt like part of his family.
Sienna gently shook her head, trying to push those mories aside before refocusing on Skylar.
She saw that the little man’s second waffle was almost finished, and his glass of milk was now empty.
"Do you want so milk?"
He nods.
However, before Sienna was able to stand from her seat to take milk for Skylar, Zachary suddenly spoke—
"Sky, you won’t be able to eat lunch."
"It’s alright, daddy. I still have so space in my tummy for a glass of milk."
Zachary shook his head but said nothing.
Sienna smiled and stood to get milk for Skylar while the little boy happily continued eating his third waffle.
When she poured the milk into a glass for him, the waffle was already wholly eaten.
"Thank you, Aunty."
"You’re most welco, Sky."
Later,
When breakfast finally ended, Skylar rubbed his belly, looking satisfied.
However, once the table was cleared, Sienna suddenly felt sorry for Skylar. Her apartnt was simply too small for Skylar to play around or stretch himself after a hearty breakfast.
She stared at the television, trying to co up with activities for Skylar until lunch was ready.
’Maybe cartoons? Or maybe drawing? Maybe—’
"Aunty," Skylar suddenly called out.
Sienna turned to him imdiately.
"Yes?"
"I have a gift for you."
Her eyes widened slightly in surprise. "A gift? For ?"
Skylar nodded excitedly before suddenly rushing toward the sofa where his backpack rested.
Sienna instinctively turned toward Zachary with a questioning look, silently asking him what his son was planning.
But Zachary only gave her a small smile before casually sitting on the sofa like he knew exactly what was happening.
That sohow made her even more curious.
A few seconds later, Skylar returned, carefully holding a dium-sized box with both hands.
"Aunty, I hope you like it..." he said softly.
Sienna imdiately softened.
"Thank you, Sky..." She carefully accepted the box before slowly opening it.
At first, she looked confused, but seconds later, she froze completely.
Inside the box was a gold-frad photograph.
And inside it, her picture. It was a close-up picture of her during their picnic at Pine Mountain.
She rembered that day clearly, the first ti she had a picnic.
But what surprised her most was Zachary beside her. Even though his picture looked out of focus, she could clearly see it was him. He was completely focused on her.
’Why does this picture look like an engagent picture? No. Not that. It was more like a wedding picture!’
The picture did not look like two people who had accidentally ended up in the sa fra, far from that. It looked more like two people sharing an intimate mont in a single fra.
She didn’t know why, but her heart felt ward as she continued to stare at the frad photograph in her hands.
For a mont, she could not even speak properly. Because the gift felt far too sincere and personal.
Slowly, she lifted her gaze toward the little boy standing in front of her. Skylar looked back at her, his bright eyes filled with curiosity as he waited for her reaction.
The sight softened her heart imdiately.
"Sky..." she whispered gently before smiling at him sincerely. "This photo is priceless."
Skylar’s face instantly brightened.
"Aunty, do you like it?"
"Yes," she answered without hesitation. "Of course I like it."
Her gaze dropped toward the fra once again before she looked back at him.
"I will treasure this gift forever."
Skylar looked unbelievably pleased after hearing that.
anwhile, from the nearby sofa, Zachary quietly watched the interaction without saying a word.
"Aunty," Skylar suddenly called excitedly, "let’s sit there. I will show you my other collection."
Without waiting for an answer, he hurried toward the three-seater sofa. He climbed onto it with his iPad resting proudly on his lap.
Sienna could not help but smile before following him.
The mont she settled beside him, Skylar imdiately opened his photo folder with complete seriousness, as if preparing for an important business presentation.
"This one," he said proudly while showing a picture of a butterfly sitting on a flower. "I took this near Grandpa’s garden."
Sienna’s eyes widened genuinely.
"Sky, this is beautiful."
"I know," he replied confidently.
Skylar’s serious tone almost left her amazed. Sohow, she felt like she was talking to Riley’s mini version.
anwhile, on another sofa from them, Zachary quietly remained where he was. His gaze rested on the two figures sitting together on the sofa. They were both completely imrsed in the pictures on the screen.
Neither of them noticed that he had gone completely silent while watching them. His expression remained unreadable. But his eyes softened slightly.
"Aunty, look at this bird," Skylar said proudly while swiping to another picture.
"Oh wow..." Sienna leaned closer. "You really took this?"
"Yes."
"It looks professional."
Skylar imdiately sat straighter.
"My daddy bought a good cara."
Zachary silently nods, accepting the credit from afar.
Sienna continued scrolling through the collection with genuine interest while Skylar enthusiastically explained every single photo to her.
"This butterfly was difficult," he explained seriously. "It kept escaping."
"Maybe it was shy," Sienna responds randomly.
"No," Skylar corrected calmly. "...But the butterfly was rude and annoying."
Sienna can’t help but laugh.
Even Zachary’s lips twitched slightly.
After several minutes, Sienna suddenly paused at one picture.
It showed a blue butterfly resting near white flowers under the sunlight. Her eyes softened instantly.
"Sky... can you send this one?"
Skylar blinked at her. "Why?"
"I want to print it large enough for a big, beautiful photo fra and hang it on my wall."
The mont he heard that, the little boy looked unbelievably excited and honored.
"You want my big, close-up picture hanging on your wall?"
"Absolutely."
His small chest puffed proudly.
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