Two days passed, and Raya was slowly settling back into her routine at the Blake Mansion.
She still tired easily, and Adrian insisted that she rest whenever she complained of feeling weak. Sometimes, she found his constant concern amusing. Other times, she wanted to remind him that she hadn't forgotten how to take care of herself.
But she let him fuss over her.
After everything that had happened, she didn't have the heart to push him away when all he wanted was to be close to her.
That afternoon, she sat on the bed while Adrian adjusted his cufflinks in front of the mirror.
"Adrian?"
He glanced at her reflection. "Hmm, Babygirl?"
Raya hesitated, rubbing her fingers together. "I want to see my father."
Adrian's hands paused.
She looked at him expectantly, then added softly, "I miss him. I haven't seen him in a while, and I just want to spend some time with him."
For a moment, Adrian said nothing.
Raya watched him, waiting for an answer.
