Her words melted Giancarlo's heart.
Nina was especially cute when she was asleep. Her cheeks were rosy, and her long eyelashes trembled because she was not sound asleep. She was like a newborn butterfly, fragile and beautiful.
Jazmine held such a big child steadily with her thin body, making it impossible for Giancarlo to take Nina over.
"Let her sleep on the bed." Giancarlo reminded.
How could Jazmine bear to let go of her child? She didn't know how her child had lived last night. Nina had dark circles under her eyes. Obviously, she hadn't slept last night. Didn't Nina know to come to Jazmine last night?
Or was Nina at the door all the time?
Thinking of this, Jazmine felt her heart ache.
When Giancarlo saw Jazmine holding the child and not letting go, he also felt upset. He picked up the quilt from the ground and laid it again. "Stay with Nina for a while."