In a crowded restaurant, Natasha unexpectedly locked eyes with you. Beside her, Sofya tugged at her sleeve, bouncing on her tippy toes excitedly. She turns to her mother with puppy eyes, begging to run over to your arms.

Nodding her head, Sofya rushes over to you, snuggling in the crook of your neck as Natasha lets a small smile escape at the sight.

Sofya glances at her mother. "Mom, can we have lunch with Alix?"