Amelie, Zilia, and Juniper entered the restaurant, deciding to fuel up with lunch before heading out for their shopping trip.
"I need to use the restroom. June, could you please hold Noah for a moment?" Amelie asked politely.
"Yeah, sure," Juniper replied, taking the boy into her arms. She felt a wave of nerves, wondering if he would feel comfortable or if he was about to burst into tears. Surprisingly, Noah remained perfectly calm.
Zilia noticed the look of shock on Juniper's face and smiled.
"Noah likes you," Zilia stated, gesturing toward the toddler. "Look at him, he's already busy playing with the wide collars of your top."
The waiter placed the menus on the table before taking a respectful step back.
"I'm stunned too," Juniper admitted, her gaze softening as she watched Noah. She couldn't help but recall the bitter way she had spoken about him out of jealousy in the past. She regretted every word, feeling a pang of guilt for ever involving an innocent child in her own resentment.
"Did Ophelia die?" she asked, her tone shifting to a more serious note. "I know I'm asking late, but that woman was incredibly dangerous."
"Yeah, she's gone," Zilia replied quietly.
"She even sent me a package once, and I hid it... then lied about it," Juniper confessed, her voice trailing off. "But when she approached me directly later, I didn't take her help. I realized I had done wrong after I was rejected. I couldn't go through with whatever she was planning."
"You did the right thing. June, I'm truly sorry for everything you've gone through," Zilia said softly. "I always wanted to see you happy with..."
"Some fated bonds aren't meant to last forever," Juniper interrupted gently, a peaceful look on her face. "And I'm much happier like this. My identity is no longer a secret or a lie, and I've made genuine friends. So yes, I am happy and contented now."
"Ana... Boo... Wha..." Noah babbled, his tiny hands clutching her laced collar tightly as he looked up at her with wide, curious eyes.
"What are you saying, little guy?" Juniper asked, her voice hitching with a bit of nervous laughter.
"Even I have no idea most of the time," Zilia stated with a grin. "But he seems very insistent, maybe he's trying to tell you he likes the lace on your collar."
Amelie returned and quickly took her seat, smoothing out her dress.
"Thanks, June, for looking after him. I hope he wasn't any trouble," she said.
"Not at all," Juniper replied, carefully passing the boy back to Amelie.
Amelie had already requested a baby chair, which the staff had arranged and placed right next to her. She carefully settled Noah into the seat, ensuring he was secure before handing him his favorite milk bottle.
"Have your lunch, little one," she murmured, caressing his head with a tender smile before finally turning her attention to the menu.
After they placed their orders for the main courses and appetizers, the waiter bowed slightly.
"Everything will be ready in about five to ten minutes," he informed them politely.
"Sure," Amelie replied with a nod.


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