(Claire’s pov)

I brush my fingers against my lips, My eyes sparkle as memories flood in from last night with Jonathan.

“Mummy” Tina called out

Slowly I turned to face her, and a warm smile appeared on the corner of my lips. “Yes sweetheart”

“We are having a daughter and father day tomorrow at school, so….” Tina stammered as she tried to explain

I watch her play with the hems of her gown, my brows arch. “You want him to be there?” I questioned.

Tiara nodded, “I thought you guys were angry with him,” I asked Tina.

Tina dropped her crayon on her coloring book and faced me. “We are...