Waking up early in the morning, seeing such a lovely baby.
It's as if the unhappiness from last night was all just a dream, and holding little Molly in her arms is what truly brings happiness.
Skye couldn't help but smile, with dimples appearing.
She extended her slender index finger and gently poked Molly's rosy little face.
And saw the tiny mouth of the sleeping baby puff up, while more drool flowed down.
Skye: ...
Teasing the baby ended up getting more drool on herself, like moving a stone only to drop it on her foot.
A helpless smile flashed in Skye's eyes, but more than that, there was fondness.
She sighed and gently woke Molly.
It's getting late; she still needs to head to the set.
Molly lifted her little head upon Skye's soft call.
The little lad rubbed her sleepy eyes, her gaze dazed, seeming as if she's still sleepwalking, not fully awake.
She looked around with a wandering expression.
