CHAPTER 63

(From Rachelle's Perspective) "Do you love Uncle Dem?" Ava asked. I was at a loss for words. I did not want to lie, and I did not want to tell the truth either. But even I did not know at that moment what was the lie or what the truth was. How did I feel about him? I had no idea. "Ava, you should not ask Rachelle these things too early. Give her some time." His voice made me jump. If Ava was not on my lap, I would surely do so. I hastily looked back and saw that he was kneeling on the floor with a little smirk on his face. Could the sight be any better? Ava jumped up from my lap and ran to him, wrapping her arms around his neck. He easily picked her up and sat her on his lap, kissing her hair. I wondered how long he had been there. I did not even notice him. Lord knew how much he had heard. It was embarrassing. "Ava is going to sleep. Let's go back," he said, and I jolted out of my thoughts. Ava was yawning and her eyelids got heavy. I nodded to him and got up. He went down the stai