Blanche's POV
I watched as Zain's expression tightened when he heard Carry's words. He softly placed his chin on her head, murmuring, "I'm here. I'll stay with you."
"Okay," Carry mumbled, not throwing a tantrum but clearly unhappy.
From where I stood, I could see Zain studying her face with concern. Carry seemed disappointed about something, though I couldn't quite tell what was bothering her exactly.
Carry pressed her head against Zain's chest.
When she glanced sideways, she spotted me capturing photos of Camila.
We were both giggling and completely absorbed in our fun, oblivious to Carry and Zain watching from behind. I noticed Carry's shoulders slump as she observed us, a look of sadness crossing her small face.
Carry appeared troubled as she watched us for a while longer, then looked up at Zain. "Daddy, let's go try something different."
Zain wanted to cheer Carry up, so he immediately agreed.
