Delilah's POV
I watch as my mom and dad are making breakfast together. Mom is flipping pancakes while dad is squeezing fresh orange juice for all of us. Gigi is still in the shower. Roger woke up just a few minutes ago and left for his home. Apparently we were all too sleepy by the time we reached here and Roger just crashed here.
"So, what else? Anything exciting I should know?" Dad asks and I shake my head.
"Oh! You are a popular dad. And because of you, Gigi and I are popular too" I tell him and he looks at my mom raising an eyebrow to which, she playfully rolls her eyes.
I smile at them. They love each other so much, that you can literally feel it radiating off! It's in the room. The pleasant aura. And it feels like home.
I was at this home for thirteen years of my life, and
