Chapter Twenty eight

It's been six months since my trip to Paris I sit on the swing near our pool while dad rubs my feet, Edward is in the pool playing with Mari and Liam and Giovanna won't stop criticising every little thing he doesn't, she hates the way he laughs, the way he talks, the way he eats even his breathing is a nuisance to her. "Are you even listening to me?",she asks. I look at her confused and ask what she's talking about. She just rolls her eyes and sips on her cocktail. "Don't worry you'll be fine we know forced labor may hurt but you'll do great",my Dad says. " Says someone who's never popped a baby out of their genitals",I say and munch on my pizza. " Hey I'm just trying to make you feel better and this is the thanks I get",he complains and starts painting my toenails. "So the babies are on their way and their room is ready but we don't have any names,Lotus have you finally decided on the names and don't you dare say peanut and jelly",my mom says. But before I can answer I feel a s