Ever since I got my hands on Aria, she never had any specific reaction to anyone other than me. In fact, I even got the feeling that she disregarded anyone other than me as nothing. Yet for the first time, a change of interest came within her.
"Mommy?" Grace looked taken aback as Aria spoke those words, and so did everyone else. The weird atmosphere in the room became more deranged. Grace's eyes traced toward me as I gave her a nod. Seeing this, she smiled in a motherly way and slowly ruffled Aria's hair.
"What is it, sweetheart?" Grace spoke in a natural tone.
'Nice.' Marveling at the change in Grace, I focused back on Aria and asked in a loving tone, "Go on, you can play with your mommy."
