Chapter 225 Innocent City Boy
- TESSA
- I tucked Calla in, pulling the blanket all the way up to her chin. Her lashes fluttered for a second, and I waited for the usual protest—the pleading for one more story, or her insistence on a glass of milk she didn’t really want.
- However, this time, nothing came. Her tiny hands relaxed against the pillow, and within moments she drifted into steady breathing.