~Aaron's POV
Hanith jumped up and down, fists pumping in the air. "We won! We beat Dad! We beat him!"
Jasmine clapped her hands wildly. "Yes! We did it! We're champions!"
I sat up, laughing along with them, shaking my head. "Alright, alright… You two are unstoppable. I lost deliberately, just so you could feel like real winners. But I'm warning you, next round, I might not go easy!"
They squealed, jumping up, ready for another round, already forgetting that I had "lost" on purpose. Their energy was boundless, their laughter filling the room, echoing off the walls in a way that made my chest tighten with happiness.
We continued for a while, them strategizing, teasing me, shouting, and squealing whenever I pretended to wobble or made silly noises to distract them. Every time I let them win, they shrieked with joy, hopping up and down, hugging each other, and even hugging me in excitement.
