The next morning, the little girl was sprawled on her bed without a care in the world.
The man and woman who had come into the room to take a peek at her were met with the angelic face which was not awakened from her sleep even when someone had entered the room.
"She must have been tired." Raylene whispered to her husband while making sure to keep her voice down.
Usually, at this time their daughter would be training with the Captain but today they had no classes.
It was her big assessment day and the trainer had asked her to rest up after making her practice well yesterday.
Rutherford glanced at the tiny figure on the bed who was letting out soft snores.
Yvonne's violet tresses were scattered all over the white pillowcase, her cheeks were bulging with baby fat as she rested on her side, pushing her cheek into the pillow.
Her entire body was tucked inside the warm and cozy blanket and her head was the only visible part of her.
