Damien's POV;

Ariana was out like a light by the time we got home. As usual, I carried her into the house.

"Hey mum." I said as she walked towards us.

"Hey sweetie, seemed like you had lots of fun today."

"Is it that obvious?" I asked in amusement.

"You're smiling and you have cotton candy in your hair, what other pointer is there?" She deadpanned. She sighed and gave me a watery smile.

"You look so happy."

"I have my wife with me, of course I'm happy." I raised the sleeping beauty up a little bit and puffed at the weight. I chuckled and she joined in.

"I'm glad...