Chapter 125

• "Yes, me and Daddy," Rosie replied cheerfully, beaming at Ethan, who was casually leaning against the door frame as Rosie proudly showcased all her favorite things.
• "Is your room at your mom's place just as colorful?" Nathalie couldn't resist asking. She imagined Elise carefully avoiding anything that might smudge her perfectly manicured fingernails or her meticulously dyed hair, making it hard to envision her creating such a vibrant space.
• "No!" Rosie exclaimed, scrunching up her nose in disdain. "Mommy says that this room makes her eyes bleed."