Aurelia and Celeste started to lightly kick Ronan, with firm expressions that demanded answers.
"Explain that!" Aurelia snapped, delivering another light kick to his shin. "Why is she calling you papa?"
"Yeah! What's going on, Ron?" Celeste added, just as accusingly, landing a playful jab as well.
Ronan raised his hands in defense, trying to block their attacks. "Will you two just give me a second to think?! I don't even know what's happening!"
The little girl slid off the bed and ran over to Ronan. Standing in front of him, she spread her small arms wide, as if shielding him, her big blue eyes full of tears.
"Don't hurt my papa!" she cried, her voice trembling. "Please don't hurt him!"
Her innocent, tearful face stopped Aurelia and Celeste in their tracks. Guilt hit them instantly.
