Leaving Anthony behind, Daphne walked over to Ella, stealing a glance over at Millicent, who didn't look at all good. She had a feeling that if she was actually asleep, her dreams were about as good as hers had been last week.
"Hey, Ella," she said softly, not wanting to wake Justin or Ella's mother. She was sure that the little girl would remember her by this point. "How are you?"