With Ariana taken care of, his attention shifted to Melon, who sat on the bed, fighting off sleep with frequent yawns. Holden stroked the child's hair, murmuring, “It's bedtime for you too.”

Sleepy-eyed Melon reached out, wanting a hug.

Holden, seeing the kid struggling to stay awake, felt a tug at his heartstrings. He gently scooped up Melon and located the children's room, setting him down softly.

But as Holden was about to exit, Melon's little hand latched onto his leg. Despite his fatigue, the child held up a storybook.

“Mr. Mask, will you read me a story?"