Anaiah's POV
The following morning, I woke up when the sunshine hit my face. I got out of bed and go to the bathroom, cleaning my body before I go downstairs. I first go to Ajax's room but he wasn't there. I follow his scent to the garden and I'm affronted by what I see, Melody is shouting at the boy. I rush to them, anger rising in me.
"What did he do!" I shout, pushing her away from Ajax. I get on his knee to inspect him. She was gripping his arm so tightly.
"He threw a water balloon with paint on my designer dress! He's so stupid," She yells, I notice her dress is indeed wet and I glance at little Ajax.
"I'm sorry, I didn't see her," he does look sorry. I caress his cheek softly.
"It's alright, love," I face Melody who is still cussing and grimacing.
"It was an hones
