The Almost Desperate Fiona

The next morning...

In a generously spacious room, Fiona lay on a wide bed, her face serene and deeply content in sleep.

To her left, Iris slept and turned towards the wall, while to her right, Charlotte lay in peaceful slumber, her features tranquil and serene.

The trio rested soundly, as if enveloped in the embrace of a delightful dream.

Shortly thereafter, Fiona, still fast asleep, began to stir as a gentle beam of sunlight caressed her rounded cheeks, rousing her from her sleep.

"Hmmm~" Her small eyelids fluttered a few times before gradually opening.

With a face that still bore traces of sleepiness and consciousness not yet fully awakened, Fiona languidly sat up in bed, surveying her surroundings.

"Daddy?" she called lazily, rubbing her eyes that still felt heavy with sleep.