Susan's p.o.v
I walked downstairs with a soft yearn remembering how peacefully I had slept while holding Isabelle in my arms, being locked up in that damn cell made me realize how lucky we were to be safe and still have our mates with us.
"Careful, you will burn your hands," Josh's voice came from the kitchen.
I walked there lazily and found Joshua standing behind Terry holding his waist, while Terry made a cup of coffee on the kitchen counter.
Rose and Isabelle sat across the kitchen table watching them quietly.
I walked to Isabelle and leaned in closer, she looked up with a smile then kissed my lips lightly.
"Morning," I whispered.
"Morning" she answered then tilted her head to the sides and continued looking at Josh and Terry.
I pulled out a chair and sat next to her watching
