Skyler watched his mommy mix the colors on her palette before focusing on the canvass in front of her. His eyes were wide as he witnessed the colors changing like magic once combined. His mother laughed and watched how his small hands mixed the paints to achieve different colors.
He insisted on being with her today since she was asleep for too long and had been busy lately. He felt that they hadn't spent enough time with each other ever since his daddy came into the picture. Ririna also felt guilty that she had neglected her son for weeks.
"I'm still your number-one, right, Mommy?" he suddenly asked.
Ririna was surprised by his question, and she stopped and brought down her brush. She sat beside her son on the floor and helped him hold the brush the right way.
"Of course, honey. Do you think I will forget about my little prince?"