"Why isn't Mom taking little Celeste too?"
"...Well, little Celeste doesn't want Dad to take her."
Upon hearing little Celeste's words, Sterling, who was by the door, gave a silent, cold laugh.
On the other end of the phone, Selena said something to Celeste, who hesitated for a moment, seeming a bit conflicted before speaking up.
"It's not that... of course little Celeste likes Dad... it's just that..."
The little girl's voice was soft and sweet, and her fair face was quite conflicted.
Without needing to see her face, Sterling could almost imagine Celeste's conflicted expression at that moment.
When Celeste said she liked her dad, Sterling's brows slightly relaxed.
The previously slightly furrowed brows were smoothed out by these words.
"It's just that Dad can't do pretty hairstyles for little Celeste, and he doesn't find pretty dresses for her to wear... Dad doesn't understand little Celeste's girlish heart at all!"
