C98 MML 98

I looked at Amari, who had been quietly playing on the side. She hadn't asked me any questions about why we were here.

I had been waiting for her to pester me with questions, but she remained silent.

"Amari, my child," I called her attention.

She turned to me and gave a faint smile.

"Come here," I beckoned.

She grabbed her teddy bear and came over, sitting on my lap