“I should scare you all the time.” I shake my head. “Is it too late to put you up for adoption again?” She marches over and flicks me on the forehead, making a pouty face. “Ouch!” I rub the spot as her expression softens, and she kisses it better. “Sorry about that. You know you’re stuck with me forever, Abbu,” she says with a grin.
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