So dumb!" Lukas laughed out loud, not even bothering to soften his tone or pretend to be nice to his niece. His booming chuckles filled the kitchen, genuine amusement lighting up his usually stern features.
Gloria watched the two of them bickering back and forth, a thin, nostalgic smile playing on her lips as memories of little Lukas flooded her mind—the same playful antics, the same fiery spirit.
"Luckily, I wasn't dumb like you when I was a kid! Ahahahaha!" Lukas teased mercilessly, clutching his sides.
"Annabel is NOT dumb! Uncle, stop laughing right now—you're being mean!" Annabel shot back, her cheeks puffing out in indignation.
Actually, you act just like Annabel did at that age... Gloria thought to herself with quiet fondness, careful not to voice it aloud and risk offending Luk
