Kyra's POV
"One more cake, sweetie?" Snow immediately nodded while still eating. I smiled and put another cake on her plate, adding extra chocolate syrup on top. Her eyes twinkled with happiness as she dug in.
We were having the sweets Nathan brought last night for breakfast, and Snow was loving every bite.
After finishing my portion, I went to continue unpacking our things. I had chosen a two-bedroom loft-style condo for Snow and me, not too big, but perfect for us. The open layout meant I could easily see her wherever I was in the house.
"Mommy, you have so many friends here," Snow called from the dining chair.
"Do you like my friends, sweetie?"
"Yes! I especially like Nathan. He looked very kind."
That made me freeze. She liked Nathan the most. I wondered if she enjoyed the cake so much because it came from Nathan. What would happen if I told her the friend she liked was actually her father? Would she be upset with me?
