[BENNET MANSION]
"Allison, honey." Charles leaned against the bed's headboard, turning his head toward the vanity mirror where his wife was seated. A shallow breath slipped past his nostrils as he watched her apply cream to her face. "Weren't you a little harsh on the kids?"
Allison frowned as she glanced back at him. "Charles, no matter how old our children get, our job as parents never ends. They're adults, yet they were still running around the city playing hide and seek."
"Heh…" He laughed awkwardly. "I didn't expect you to put it that way."
"Those kids." Allison shook her head, moisturizing her hands before joining him on the bed. Another shallow breath escaped her lips as she thought about it. "I just don't want them to fall apart… we're getting older. I worry about them every single day. There will come a time when they'll only have each other, and I hope they never forget that."
Charles raised his brows while Allison turned to him again.
