"And now you'll be telling stories
of my coming back
and they won't be false, and they won't be true
but they'll be real" ~ Mary Oliver
Aiyana P.O.V
I stood rooted to my spot as I stare with wide eyes. Massimo was eating like he haven't eaten in ages. His plate were stack with six to seven pancake as chocolate drizzle all over the pan cakes. And Chris he was happily chatting with him picking his own pan cake and giving it to Massimo's plate.
I turned to Thomas as I looked at him raising my brows. He started shaking his hand telling me he don't have any idea about this.
"ahem..." Thomas cleared his throat to gain Massimo attention but that pig was busy eating.
"Chris." I called him with stunned voice as his hand froze in the air. He was again giving his breakfast to him.
"Mommy. Go
