Fang's POV
By the time I arrived home, my siblings and their mothers were having dinner. They called out to me when they saw me, but I ignored them, I had a mission, so I kept going until I found Fiona’s room. I went inside and started looking around for the dolls and plush toys I remembered from our childhood, but I didn’t see them. It had been a long time since I had been there, but it was completely different from what I remembered, it wasn’t a child’s room anymore, it was all teenager.
"Hey! What the hell are you doing here? This is my room!" Fiona yelled.
"Your old toys, where are they?" I asked her.
"I'm not sure, some I gave to the young ones, some must be in the attic, why do you care?"
"Because, most of them belong to Melissa, and I want to give them back to her," I said
