Susan's p.o.v
I looked at the little crying monster in shock, how long was she going to cry, I was tired and Isabelle seemed exhausted.
The little baby was in her arms as she tried to calm her down.
"I'm tired," I whispered honestly.
"You just have to get used to her, she's our daughter after all" Isabelle answered with a smile.
How could she keep smiling in such a situation, our baby was really a monster, we couldn't sleep much or make out like we used to, ever since we adopted little Riley everything was different, I somehow felt lonely and neglected.
I knew it was stupid but I really was jealous of our baby, she got to have my mate with her the whole day while I stood watching them as a third wheel.
Whose brilliant idea was it for us to adopt the baby, Terry
