Isabella’s P.O.V.Entering the house, I took the boys upstairs to get them changed and ready for dinner. Once done with it, I made my way to my room, changing into a pair of t-shirt and leggings; I walked downstairs to the kitchen to prepare Dinner. As I reached the living area, I saw both the girls, already at the kitchen counter cooking something. I approached them and asked, “What are you guys doing here?”
Mia turned to give me a smile and said in a duh tone, “Cooking”. I couldn’t help but smile at their efforts to help me with household chores and continued, “And what are you cooking, if I may ask?” Iris smirked while stirring the pot and said, “No, You may not ask.” Both of my sisters’ were polar opposites of each other but loved me with all their heart and I had no doubt about it. I
