The morning sun was always warm. I woke up from my sleep feeling full of energy.
I went down after washing up. Munchkin and Theo were already waiting for me in the dining room.
I took a seat and then glanced at Munchkin. "Don’t you have to go back to school today, Munchkin?"
He nodded obediently. "Yes. Daddy will take me to school after breakfast. See you next weekend, Mommy."
"Okay, see you this coming weekend."
Munchkin took a bite of the sandwich, and while he was still chewing, he asked, "Can we spend the weekend with Mommy Delia?"
He seemed to be relying on Delia more and more now.
There was a sourness in my heart for some reason. She might look like Cecilia, but she was not her. Now, Munchkin was so dependent on Delia, even surpassing his dependence on me. That made me feel strange.
I looked at Munchkin, suddenly wanting to ask something. "Let me ask you something. If you can only choose one person between Mommy Delia and me, who would you choose?"
This question put Munchkin in a difficult situation.
His small face wrinkled, and he pointed at me like an adult throwing an accusation. "When did you get so coy?"
"No matter. I want to know the answer. Tell me, is it so difficult to choose?"
If it were back then, Munchkin would definitely choose me without hesitation, but he was actually hesitating now.
Munchkin looked like he was done with me and said, "Of course, I choose you, Mommy."
This answer made me a little happy, and I could not help the corners of my lips curling. "Oh? Really?"
"Of course. No matter what, Mommy Delia is an Owens, an outsider. I’m a Lane, and I'm Mommy's child." Munchkin's big eyes were piercing, and his words were firm.
I smiled with satisfaction. "Okay, considering your attitude, I’ll trust you."
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