"Alright, go upstairs. The kids will wake up soon."
Amelia Clarke nodded, "Don't worry too much."
Returning to the room, as soon as she opened the door, she saw Mia Moreland's bright smiling face.
The little ones were awake too, the three brothers stood side by side in the crib, their little hands gripping the railings, standing very neatly.
With keen eyes, Years By Years was the first to see the milk bottle in Amelia Clarke's hand, and immediately got excited, reaching out both hands towards her while his little feet restlessly stomped on the crib, "Milk—milk—"
Thomas got excited together, while Arthur calmly stood there, just looking at Amelia Clarke with his big, bright eyes.
Amelia Clarke went over, distributed the milk bottles to the three little guys, watched them gulp it down, then turned to ask Mia Moreland, "What's up? You're so happy."
