Xavier's POV

I sat on the grass, overlooking the lake before me as Emerald continued to play with my fingers. Emerald looked behind me and I followed her eyes to see Amelia approaching us, I smiled as she sat down beside me resting her head against my shoulder.

"Are you okay?" I asked and she nodded her eyes on emerald who was now playing with both our hands, giving each finger a dialogue of their own.

"It's time for dinner, Emerald let's wash your hands," I heard Mrs Davidson say for behind us and Emerald giggled pulling herself into my lap.

"Xavier is going to do it," she said her...