Damian comforted, "There, there, don't cry. It's all in the past. I know what matters more to me."
"Yeah, yeah." Bella Acker calmed her emotions, with tears she said, "Damian, shall we put up a tombstone for that child?"
"Alright." Damian Sinclair said, "I'll have someone buy a plot at The West End Cemetery."
"No need to buy a plot." Bella Acker shook her head, "Let's go to Mount Sterling and build one by ourselves."
"That's fine too." Damian nodded, "Take a shower, and get to bed early. Tomorrow morning we'll head to Mount Sterling, and after we're done, I'll take you back to the photography base."
"No need, I can take the bus by myself. You have to work." Bella Acker got off his lap and rubbed her little sore bottom. It still hurt a bit, but it was much better now.
Damian stood up to run a bath for her, "It's not a big deal to take that bit of time."
"Hehe, I knew you were the best." Bella Acker pounced forward and gave him a peck on the cheek.
