Don't throw us away, please

"Common baby, this isn't really necessary." Leo held Belle's hands and Clara's expression looked passive.

She was holding a 5 year old boy in her arms that looked exactly like Leo, but with golden brown hair.

He had refused to sleep when he heard that his big sister was visiting, but still fell asleep before Belle showed up.

Clara didn't know what to say.

The little girl of a few years now has grown into a 15 year old beautiful young lady.

As Belle grew, she got more and more calm and the usual arrogant air she had, dropped.

It was a bit hard to accept that she's fully human, but she still did. Now, Clara realized why she became soft.

The girl had just outlined everything indirectly.

Even though Leo was trying so hard not to see it the way Clara sees it, he still knew Belle was starting to mature into the fact that she wasn't really their child.