Xavier looked at his daughter, Aarya, a proud smile on his face as she finished her plate of vegetables. “You’re such a good girl for eating your vegetables,” he said, his voice filled with warmth. She beamed at the praise, her little cheeks glowing with happiness.

“Daddy, tell River she’s a good girl too. She ate her broccoli,” she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

You, sitting across the table, couldn’t help but smile at the playful exchange. “Yeah, Daddy. Call me a good girl,” you added, leaning forward with a teasing grin, your hair falling slightly over your shoulder.