Reagan smiled and sat down beside her.

He traced the lines of her brows while smiling lovingly at her.

He caressed her nose and lips, noticing a little bump beside her nose.

"Is that pimple?" He whispered and began to examine the small bump carefully.

He sighed.

His little angel has been through so much stress, of course it makes sense that she's stressed out.

He smiled at her determination.

So much courage was packed in her fragile, little body.

He bent down to kiss her forehead, caressing her hair tenderly.

He turned to her wardrobe and brought out satin nightwear.

It was the only decent nightwear in her dressing...