Sabrina, unable to resist, pinched Frankie's rosy cheeks. He was too adorable.

"Don't pinch me, Auntie. I'm all grown up now." Frankie looked at her with big, earnest eyes.

His solemn expression sent Sabrina into peals of laughter.

Wanda added, "Frankie's always been quite fond of Sabrina. As a baby, he would only let Sabrina hold him."

"Who could resist such an adorable kid like Frankie?"

“Adorable? You wouldn't think so when he's causing a ruckus at home and driving me to the brink of insanity," Lena joined in.

Their laughter filled the room.

With a gentle smile, Lena inquired, "Sabrina, you clearly have a soft spot for kids. Have you and Tyrone thought about starting a family?"

The subject of children was broached once again.

Sabrina, flustered, cast a quick glance at Tyrone.

Surveying his vivacious, endearing nephew, Tyrone began picturing a miniature version of himself and Sabrina.

Did it look more like him or her?

Was it Lively or quiet?

Ideally, he wanted a daughter...

Caught in his reverie, Tyrone snapped back to reality.

What was happening to him?

He couldn't predict the future of his relationship with Sabrina, yet why was he daydreaming about their child?

Noticing Tyrone's silence, Sabrina decided to reply, "Tyrone and I haven't considered having children yet. Let's revisit this topic a few years down the Line."

"That's perfectly alright. You two are still young. No need to rush.

Savor your freedom for a couple more years."