CHAPTER 60

Gabe's POV

I spun Rosaline around, laughing as she giggled and twirled in my arms. Father-Daughter Day was turning out to be everything I'd hoped for – quality time with my little girl, making memories that would last a lifetime.

But as I gazed into Rosaline's sparkling eyes, I couldn't shake off the nagging feeling that something was off. Her attitude towards Emma earlier had left a sour taste in my mouth.

I recalled the way Rosaline had dismissed Emma, her words dripping with disdain. "It's Father-Daughter Day, Mom. It'll be more fun just with Dad and me."

At the time, I'd brushed it off as teenage angst, but now, as I watched Rosaline's carefree dance moves, I wondered if there was more to it. Was she feeling resentful towards Emma? Had I unintentionally contributed to this rift?

My mind wandered to Emma, standing alone in the hallway, a mixture of sadness and understanding on her face. I'd wanted to reassure her, to tell her that Rosaline's behavior wasn't a reflection of her wort