"Stell. It's just a shirt." "Little girls don't wear blue, Caden." Letting out a sigh, he pushed away from the doorframe. "She won't even know." "But I will!" "Estella, it's clothes, and she's two." The woman let out a sigh, and eventually gave in and grabbed the shirt that her husband had brought her, after Elizabeth had gone and split juice all over her shirt while at one of Caden's quidditch practices. He never put any of her clothes in his locker, but still had some things of Marcus' things from when he was her age. "There. She's fine. She's happy." There was a pause. "She's blue." "Oh, bloody hell..."
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