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"What was that all about?" I wondered.
I left my room and went to Chloe's. She wasn't in bed. I went downstairs to look for her and didn't find her there, either. I went upstairs and checked Olivia's room and found the two of them sleeping together.
Chloe had rested her head on Olivia's stomach, and Olivia had her right hand on Olivia's head. The storybook I had gotten Chloe as a gift was on the bed as well. I could assume what had happened. I took it as a good sign, and readied my heart to tell Olivia how I felt. I took in the sight, watching both of them sleep, before heading down to make breakfast.
Olivia
I opened my eyes and felt pressure on my stomach. I looked down and saw Chloe stretching while still there. It was a little uncomfortable but worth every second.
She yawned and opened her eyes, then turned to look at me, "Good morning, Miss Olivia."
"Good morning, Chloe," I greeted.
The blinds were shut, but I was already having a visible ray of sunshine staring at me with glimmering yet tired eyes.
"I take it you want to sleep some more?" I asked.
She nodded and got up from my stomach, lying on the pillow next to my head. She closed her eyes, and started sleeping again. I stroked her hair and sighed.
The previous night, as we returned from the picnic, she was still asleep, but we needed to wake her up to have a bath and change. I tucked her into bed while Ben watched.
"You've gotten used to this," he said.
"Well, I have had experience before," I smiled.
"Look how exhausted she is," he said with a satisfied grin. "I can't thank you enough for today. I'm sure she'd remember it for a long time."
"I'm happy I could give her something to remember," I said and turned to him.
His eyes seemed to have a lot they wanted to say to me but he held back. I guess he was wondering if I needed the space considering how the event had been a happy-sad one.
I was grateful he thought that way. As I Iay down in my room, I started thinking about Sophia again. I missed my baby, and like Ben has said it wasn't going to be possible to forget her, not when there are things there to remind me of her.
Chloe was a strong girl, however. I figured she didn't really go out a lot with her dad, so this might have been the longest she had spent time with her father and on her birthday too. It felt nice doing something good for her. My daughter or not.
There was a knock on my door.
"Yes?" I called out.
The door opened and Chloe took a peek. "Hi, Miss Olivia."
"Hey, what's up?" I asked.
"Can't sleep," she replied, "Can I stay with you?"
"Sure," I agreed instantly.
She came in and closed the door behind her. She ran over to the bed holding the book that her father had gotten her.
"Can you read this to me, please?" she asked as she gave me the book.
"No problem," I said as I opened the book and read her the stories, though she flinched a little at one of the stories that involved a mother and daughter.
"Miss Olivia, do you have a nummy?" she asked.
"I don't anymore," I replied.
"Oh…. I'm sorry," she apologized.
