Reaching the living room, the father and daughter settled onto a couch near the warmth of a crackling fireplace.
"Where’s your storybook?"
Leandro asked as a maid presented Bellatrix with a slim volume. He glanced at the title. Life is Meaningless.
Despite having a full collection of the world’s most beloved children’s books, Bellatrix had dismissed them all as dreadfully boring.
"They’re too childish."
"You’re a child," Leandro countered