"What are you doing spacing out here? Hurry and get inside before you catch a cold." Just then, Damian Xavier walked in. Seeing Aria Sterling outside, he didn't say another word before sweeping her up in a romantic princess carry and taking her inside.
Aria Sterling blushed and said nothing. Damian Xavier carried her in, gently placed her on the bed, and then, in a gentlemanly fashion, turned to sit on a sofa beside the bed.
"What were you spacing out for on the balcony? Don't you know you could catch a cold?" he asked softly, his tone sounding like a gentle reprimand.
"SOB SOB... I miss my adoptive father... I don't know how he's doing..." Aria Sterling suddenly burst into tears, a pitiful sight.
"There, there. Good girl, don't cry. Do you want to go see your adoptive father?" Damian Xavier offered, pulling out a tissue and handing it to Aria to comfort her.
"Can I?"
She took the tissue and wiped her tears, looking up at Damian Xavier with a pitiful gaze.
