Chapter 78

Aurelia's POV

I had Aria on my lap during breakfast, she had concluded that she would rather sit on me than on the chair or Reagan. I cut her Mickey Mouse pancakes into tiny bits, poured syrup over them, and handed her the plastic fork so she could feed herself. I had come to realize that she liked to show how independent she was. She wasn't very good at feeding herself and made a mess of herself, myself, and the surroundings but I still let her do it because it made her happy and it taught her to take care of herself.

Aria stuck the fork in a piece of pancake, she brought it up to her mouth and chewed. For the first few minutes, everything was going fine until she got distracted and the piece of dripping pancake fell off the fork and landed with a splat on my pants. It went downhill as quick as it began.

I winced and quickly grabbed a napkin and rubbed my stained pants, Aria decided the fork wasn't doing a good job and started to eat with her hands, smearing her lips with syrup,

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