Then, carefully lifting the lid, he took out Little White, and placed the little girl doll from his hand in its stead.
Once again, they were a pair.
She sat in the chair, cradling her face in her hands, her smile sweet, "Don't you find them adorable?"
Arnold glanced over, "Not cute."
"Not cute?" Hannah picked up Little White and placed it next to Arnold's face for comparison, "Don't you think this Little White resembles you?"
Little White's round eyes were smiling broadly, its naive appearance endearing.
Arnold cast a glance at Little White in Hannah's hands and couldn't help but laugh, "How so?"
Hannah moved closer, pointing at Little White's eyes, "Right here, the eyes are the most similar."
Arnold looked again, but his gaze did not fall on Little White; instead, it landed on Hannah's face.
