The girls grew up on their own, at night. I didn't have time to put together a party. It frustrated me, but I hoped to be able to give them parties later on.
There's Azalea. She grew up near the front door, while Iris grew up in their bedroom.
I loved all my children, they were the best thing Luke gave me. As I watched them each grow up, I thought bitterly about him. I still couldn't believe that such a sweet person hadturned into such a jerk. I can't believe that he didn't even say goodbye to his kids, either.
Not only that, but he hasn't even tried to contact them! He's missing his own daughters' birthdays. I can't believe him!
I tried to hide my anger from the girls and Oak. They didn't need to know that Mommy hates Daddy. When I looked at Azalea and faked a smile, all of my angry thoughts melted away. I shouldn't hate him, I mean, he was only trying to help us by working so much.
Oh my God!
She's like me! She makes people feel things!
I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe that I had missed it for so long! She makes people want to be good, and nice.
I hugged her and vowed that I would tell her about her powers as soon as she becomes a teen.
After their birthday, everything went well. I'm used to not having a man around the house, but I do have a couple on the internet, if you get what I mean.
Everything was going great, until one night, when my world collapsed around me.
Azalea didn't come home one Friday night.
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