Nicholas’s POV

The first morning Ivy asked me where Ava was, I was caught off guard.

All three of them had grown attached to Ava in beautiful ways.

I had expected the question, but I just didn’t expect it to come that early.

She met me in the kitchen before the staff had even started breakfast.

Still in her pajamas, she stopped in front of me and looked up.

“Where’s Mama?”

I looked at her face.

Ivy had always been the most direct of the three.

Rita felt things quietly and ...