Azura.
"A holiday?" Dad asked concerned.
It was the following day, and we were over at Liam’s.
Katara was playing on the floor, her blonde hair pulled into two pigtails, whilst her cerulean blue eyes watched me curiously. She may be seven, but she was quite small for her age. Despite her strength and determination, she was a minuscule-sized princess.
"I don’t think you should be going alone." Jayce added.
I frowned, planting my hands on my hips.
"Say’s who?" I asked.
"Say’s logic and the situation." He shot back.
Moody little git. I wonder what he’d say if he knew I was pregnant, but I am not going to listen to a thirteen-year-old, who is meant to be my subordinate, tell me what I should and shouldn’t be doing.
"He ain’t wrong." Theo added with a cocky grin. "Besides, you just get
