C103 why do you ask?

Amara’s hand paused mid-air, the soft smile fading from her lips. She glanced at Vaughn, surprised by the question. For a moment, she was caught off guard, not knowing how to respond. How much did Vaughn see? How much did he understand? He was a smart boy, far too observant for his own good.

“Baby…” she began, choosing her words carefully, “why do you ask?”

Vaughn tilted his head slightly