Fan of F1 or fan of player?

~Sit on my lap.~

ALORA POV:

Next day, we went to the place where tribal people mostly lived. We helped them repair the houses, cooked food, helped with the stuff that they needed from the local market and in the blink of an eye it was already night.

Meanwhile, a baby was in my arms. Since the medical facilities here are almost none, his mother passed away during childbirth and the father left the baby with the relatives. I felt so bad for him for not having a family at all.

Moreover, for some reason, he remained plastered to me the entire day. Even now, he is sleeping in my lap. I ran my hand in the smooth baby hair. Although the kids here aren't as clean and tidy as I have seen nor do they have good clothes, they are still beautiful.

Seeing him sleep so soundly tugged the strands of my heart and I couldn't help but smile.

"It looks like you have gotten attached to Kylo within a day." The voice belonged to none other than Henry Reid. I did not take my eyes off the sleeping baby and s