That night, Yvonne gently opened the door to Elvin's room. Britney and Elvin were quietly reading on the rug.

She gently treaded over, but Britney noticed her. "Aunt Yvonne!"

Yvonne smiled uncontrollably when she saw Britney beaming at her. "Am I disturbing you two?"

Britney shook her head. "No."

Then, she raised the illustration children's book in her hand. "El won't read me a story. Will you? Could you read me a story, Aunt Yvonne?"

"Okay." Yvonne went up to Britney and took the book from her. She sat on the floor with crossed legs before pulling Britney into her arms.

Britney smelled amazing after a shower. Yvonne's gaze was extremely tender while reading the story.

Half an hour passed. Yvonne had finished a book when Britney passed her another book. "I want another story!"

Yvonne smiled and said, "Let me tell you something before we go on to another story, okay?"

"What is it?" Britney blinked her huge eyes at Yvonne curiously.

Elvin also placed his book down and looked a