I'm Ziena

As they walked for a while, Kaylar's tired feet began to ache and she leaned on Wayne for support. She winced and said, "Wayne, my feet hurt so much."

Wayne, without saying a word, understood her discomfort and turned around. He swiftly scooped Kaylar up in a princess carry, his strong arms supporting her. Kaylar, already accustomed to Wayne's doting nature, instinctively wrapped her hands around his neck and rested her head against his sturdy chest.

Wayne carefully made his way towards the exit of the park, not wanting to jostle Kaylar too much. Aware of her exhaustion, he had already informed the driver to wait for them there, considering the possibility that Kaylar might get tired. And indeed, she did.

As they approached the waiting car, the driver opened the door, ready to assist. Wayne gently placed Kaylar inside, ensuring her comfort, and then climbed in after her.

…

Inside the car.

"We'll be heading to Le Papillon d'Or," Wayne informed the driver as he started the engine.

Le Pap