"My best fwiend!" Rosaline chimed in, her voice full of enthusiasm. She pointed at Clyde's blue eye and continued, "Her eyes like uncle! Very, very blue!"
The lines between Clyde's brows deepened as he tried to process the information. And when Ryder saw this, he gently set Rosaline down and handed her a pocket-sized crayon and a small piece of paper.
"Here, do you want to draw your best friend and show it to Uncle Clyde later?" he suggested, nodding towards the sofa.
"Okayy!" Rosaline eagerly agreed, taking the crayon and paper with one hand while munching on a macaron with the other. She made her way to a nearby coffee table, where she began to draw.
Seizing the opportunity for a private conversation, Ryder let out a heavy sigh, the weight of what he was about to reveal apparent in his expression.
"I know this might sound insane, but... Ciara is Sean's daughter."
