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Lyla's POv Just like the theory of evolution started, so did my entrance into my parent s large apartment. I looked around to see my father and my mother talking and laughing while my brother, Henry, was sitting on the couch with his phone in his hand. They all almost turned at once to look at me with a smile on their faces. "Come here, my flower" My dad gestured for me to sit beside me and patted my head lovingly as I sat between him and my mother. He called me flower like he used to. I couldn t control my emotions as tears rolled down my eyes. "Why are you crying, baby?" My mother asked worriedly. "You died! I had a very bad dream that you died and I lived a long time without you both" I replied through tears. "Stop being so silly, Lyla. Mom and dad are both here. Fake dreamer" My brother mocked while my dad glared at him. My mom moved towards him with a spray gel, trying to spray him some senses like she used to say. Henry hate