Fifty-four.

Stella POV.

“This is stupid,” I whined, it wasn’t working, all it helped me with was helping the ache in my heart while cuddling with Milo.

‘Careful,’ James warns me.

“Can we ditch him? Maybe throw him in the river?” I ask Milo making kitten eyes toward him.

‘No we have to keep him,’ Milo answers me.

‘You’re too soft with her,’ James says looking at Milo.

‘She’s a baby,’ Milo defended me.

‘She needs to learn boundaries and spoiling her won’t work,’ James says.

‘She deserves getting spoiled, she’s a child,’ Milo says again, does he really see me that young?

‘No Milo, she needs to learn limits, that includes not making fun of the classes we’re teaching her,’ James says.

‘James,’ Milo growls, I kept on looking between them as they kept on fighting, they sounded like two new parents fighting over how to deal with their toddler.

‘Fine, you want to cuddle her, you do that, but she shouldn’t be expecting that treatment from me,’ James says in a final tone.

“Are you two done fight