Aidan
I walk down the stairs to find my mother and father laughing to the jokes they make, instantly causing me to turn around; looking for Kenna but there’s no sign of her presence. My eyes landed on my brother, who’s busy talking to Ava—listening to her explanation about dolls.
”Where’s Kenna?” My mother appears beside me.
”She’s outside,” Mia replies as she walks past both of us, her phone in her hand without even sparing a second glance—making me nod my head, glancing at my mother again.
”Call her in. Dinner’s ready,” Mother responds, patting onto my shoulder before disappearing into the kitchen.
It’s no doubt that the word ’dinner’ coming from her mouth sounds a little strange. It’s probably because we haven’t had the chance to even have dinner together ever since I left high sch
