Drake/Franbel was staring at Mirabel with anger as she removed his clothes with a happy expression, which made him misunderstand her and think of her as a pedophile.
“Time for your first bath time!!” Mirabel screamed ecstatically, unlike her son, who hid his face in the warm water, as she placed him into the comfortable tub, allowing him to float in the water.
‘I wish it was cold.’ Drake/Franbel had forgotten about possessing a baby’s body and continued to act like his mental age, refusing to allow the woman to take his self-respect and strip his dignity away from him. But she didn’t see nor hear his protest as she hummed loudly for both of them, while she softly rubbed liquid soap on his soft body with utter care as not to injure the one hour old baby.
Drake/Franbel wasn’t protesting a
