Back to the room, Byron looked up only to see that Estie had rolled to the edge of the big bed and was sleeping soundly.

Seeing the little girl's appearance, Byron’s eyes darkened.

When the little girl slept at home, she was always orderly and practically did not move the entire night.

Perhaps it was because of the change in environment, or maybe the child was relaxed around Rosalie, but her movements were this much more.

Byron gently put Rosalie on the bed. He then walked to the side of the