When Danielle came downstairs, her expression was anything but cheerful.
Vivian looked her over. "Rough day?" she asked, concern etched on her face. "You look exhausted."
"I'll run a bath for you," Vivian added gently. "Why don't you take a break? Tomorrow morning, I'll take Niki to school."
She couldn't help but feel for Danielle, seeing her so worn out.
Danielle had always been such a lively girl, full of energy—even when she first joined the Davidson family, juggling two kids, she'd always managed to stay spirited.
But now… something had changed. Vivian couldn't quite put her finger on what, but Danielle didn't seem like herself anymore.
Danielle shook her head. "I just wanted to come home and see Niki. I rushed all the way back, but she's already asleep. I still have something to take care of, so I need to head out again."
"It's late, honey. Where are you going at this hour?" Vivian frowned, her worry deepening. "Whatever it is, it can wait until you've rested."
"Your health comes first. No matter how busy you are, don't forget to take care of yourself."
Danielle offered a tired smile. "I know, Mom. Don't worry about me—I've got it handled."
Vivian decided not to push further.
"Oh, and Niki's school is having a parent-teacher conference the day after tomorrow," Vivian said, looking Danielle in the eye. "They're asking both parents to attend. You should let Alexander know. She is his daughter, after all."
"I think Niki really likes him," Vivian added.
Danielle paused.
Parent-teacher conference…
Alexander had never attended one. It was always her.
She doubted telling him would make any difference—he probably wouldn't show up, anyway.
But then she remembered Niki's sleepy whispers, the way her daughter dreamed about her dad, even in her sleep.
Danielle pressed her lips together. "Alright. I'll let him know."
Alexander didn't want their daughter to call him "dad." Maybe it was because, deep down, he thought Niki was a mistake, a child he never wanted. Niki was the reason they'd been bound together, the reason he'd sacrificed his marriage. For a proud man like him, that was something he might resent for a lifetime.
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