With Sean absent and Ciara already tucked into bed, an opportune moment presented itself for Ryota to slip out of the penthouse and set his carefully crafted plan into motion. Determined and resolute, he took a step forward, ready to depart.
But just as he crossed the threshold of the master bedroom, a sudden jolt of shock coursed through him, freezing him in place. His gaze met the unexpected sight that awaited him, and his heart skipped a beat.
"Where are you going?" Ciara's voice, innocent and curious, pierced the silence, her bright blue eyes fixed upon him. The question hung in the air, demanding an explanation, casting a sudden obstacle in the blond's carefully laid plans.
"H-honey... wh-why are you awake?" Ryota's voice wavered as he dropped to his knees, his hand trembling as he reached out to cup Ciara's face. However, she instinctively backed away, holding her beloved Barbie doll tightly against her chest. Suspicion clouded her innocent eyes.