Let's fight our own battles

Salvatore raised his eyes and found Emma standing near the refrigerator, staring at him and Emy with those brown eyes of hers. He offered her a smile and she answered back him in the same manner but her smile seemed stiff. 

"I didn't know you were so good with children, " Emma said when she had nothing to say. 

Salvatore scratched his head not knowing how to reply to her. 

She came to Emy and touched her tender and chubby cheek. "Emy, we called your mommy. She will come to take you soon." 

Emmy offered her a toothy grin. 

"She is really an adorable child," Emma told Salvatore, who still didn't know how to reply to her. She was telling him as if Emy was her kid. 

When Emma was leaving the kitchen, she heard Salvatore say, "I'm sorry, Emma."