Yasmin and Julia were preparing Zara for the party.
Zara's hair was hung loosely… a white stone studded tiara was on her head. She was wearing a pearl necklace. She looked lovely.
"Awe, look at her. She is so pretty." Julia held her shoulders and admired her. "Go and show your Daddy."
Zara grinned and ran out.
Yasmin held Julia's hand, catching her attention. "Why aren't you planning on having a baby?" she finally asked the question that had been bothering her for a long time.
"Because I don't need another child," Julia replied with a smile. Her eyes were devoid of regret or sadness. "Besides, your daughter is my daughter."
"Of course, but…"
"She will eventually come to my house," Julia said happily before Yasmin could finish.
"What do you mean?" Yasmin was perplexed.
