Charlotte’s face was unreadable, her previous smugness now replaced by uncertainty. Daniel’s expression was a tapestry of emotions – embarrassment, guilt, and an unmistakable realization. He stood up, moving towards Noah, while I felt rooted to the spot, overwhelmed by the pride swelling in my chest.

Noah looked at his uncle with wide, innocent eyes as he continued, “I know you love Aunt Charlotte, and that’s okay. But I wanted you to remember how much my mom loves you too. She’s your sister, and she’s really cool. That’s all.