Menu I sighed, noticing how fast he was growing up. Each day, he seemed more mature than the last.
"Alright then, I'll see you later," I said, giving them a small wave before stepping out of my bedroom.
Just as I was about to walk down the hall, I overheard them talking.
"Why doesn't Mommy go to Dad's house?" Luna asked her brother, her tone filled with curiosity.
Leo's answer came without hesitation. "You know they're not together. Our friends say the same thing."
There was a brief silence before Luna added thoughtfully, "But Dad talks about Mommy all the time."
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