–Livana–
I watched from behind my sunglasses as my husband carefully fixed Sky's bow tie, as if officiating a ceremony for a newly crowned Four-Month-Old Prince. He looked more excited than the baby himself. It's amusing—almost endearing—to see him care so much. I hope that won't change. Or if it does, I hope he'll care more, love more. He's been obsessively possessive with me; perhaps he can spare some of that attention elsewhere.
"I'm so glad I made it as a photographer here," Alyssa said with a grin.
"Are you having fun?" I asked.
"Yup. Finally being home with my family again… it feels good."
"Hmm, I'm glad to hear that. How's school?"
She sighed.
"Well, not as exciting or enjoyable as this." She slouched. "I got kicked out of the club."
"Club?"
"Yeah, volleyball club."
"Why?"
"I fought with Tyrona's evil sister. Smacked her—by accident—while defending myself."
"Did you get suspended?"
