C65 The struggling designer

"Are you okay, Mommy?" Luca asked his little brows furrowed in concern. "You're not smiling.

Bernice dropped to her knees and pulled the twins into her embrace. "I'm fine, my loves-just a little tired."

"Maybe you need cookies!" Mia suggested brightly.

"Cookies do sound good," Bernice replied, trying to be every bit as peppy as her daughter was. "Let's make some together