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"I want to cuddle with you," Ryle's small voice filled the room, tugging at Isabella's heartstrings as she settled herself comfortably on the plush recliner. Her eyes softened with affection as she looked at him, understanding his need for closeness and comfort.

"Awe, baby, come here," Isabella responded with a gentle smile, opening her arms to welcome Ryle into her embrace. He eagerly climbed onto her lap, finding a cozy spot where he leaned against her shoulder. They both faced the screen, fully engrossed in the movie that played before them.

Isabella's fingers delicately ran through Ryle's soft hair, creating a soothing sensation that melted away any restlessness he might have felt. The warmth of her touch and the gentle rhythm of the film lulled him into a peaceful state. Within half an hour, his eyelids grew heavy, and he succumbed to sleep, finding solace in Isabella's comforting presence.

Giovanni, sitting beside them, couldn't help but observe the tender scene unfolding before