Oliver’s P.O.V.
I looked around me and I felt jealous for what Demitry had and I hadn’t. We were sitting on the bed with food in the centre of the bed. Demitry, I and mom helped Mariam and Rehaana with food while eating. Rehaana and Mariam were cracking jokes and told us some funny stories from their childhood and then from their college life. Mom also told us some stories related to her and her deceased husband. We laughed while eating our food and even some time spat the food in our mouth out when we suddenly laughed. We were in mess but I loved this.
If this was we said a family then I wanted to be the part of this family forever. We were billionaire but never had this kind of fun ever. Demitry helped Mariam wiping her mouth from time to time whenever she spat her food and then giggle
