One morning, as you were making breakfast for your daughter, Athena.

Lavanya woke up and joined you in the kitchen. She wrapped her arms around your waist, snuggling close to your neck.

"Morning, my love."

she murmured, placing a few soft kisses on your neck.

Just then, Athena wrapped her arms around your leg, gently pushing Lavanya away.

"This is my mommy, not yours."

she pouted, sticking her tongue out at Lavanya.

Lavanya faked a gasp, placing her hands on her hips as she bent down to meet Athena's gaze.

"Oh, you little rascal. That's my mommy too."