"I really don't want to go," she coyly sulked as he took her to the car.
The sun has already set and it was around 8 pm, just the perfect time for the little missy to go back home and prepare for school week.
Dante teasingly flicked her nose, which made her pout even more, but he merely chuckled as he coaxingly said to her, "Baby, you wouldn't want your parents to stop you from seeing me by refusing to go home, right?"
When she heard that, her gaze flickered as she recalled what her parents once said to her the other day. She deflated and felt very wronged, but what could she do?
She could only sigh as she asked for a hug, which he gave her.
"I guess I will see you this week, then. You are not allowed not to miss me or call me."
Dante caressed her back as he chucklingly responded, "I will call you, miss you and find time to meet you. I will always do my best."
