At 4 AM, no one should be conscious.
Everyone is to be temporarily dead.
Unfortunately, I am not entitled to that.
My little angel is fully conscious and smiling at me each time my eyes meet hers.
Oh, also, she’s talking to me in her cute high pitched voice.
That is how my life have turned out to be.
Staying up at ungodly hour.
I hope the way I’d put this does not sound like there’s any trace of regret.
All I regret, though I have no power in this, is for not having been born earlier.
If I had been older, I could have gotten little Nadya earlier.
Wouldn’t that be nice? Oh well.
Now, I need to attend to her.
Lady Boss is hungry.
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