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BITTERSWEET
:: xxxii. | sour



Everyone was sat at the dinner table. Cole, Jonah, Vanessa, and Savannah. They were all having dinner at Vanessa's home. It was nice, at least everyone else thought so except for Cole. She never was too good at change and just seeing new faces sit where her dad sat or jj, she didn't necessarily like it all that much. She adores Jonah and Savannah but she knew it was something to get used to.

"Hopefully, I didn't botch the rice. I did slightly overcook it." Vanessa mentioned as she was cutting a piece of her steak.

"It's fine, mom." Cole nodded.

"She means it's amazing, Ms. Vanessa." Jonah brightly spoke with a smile.

"Thank you, Jonah." Vanessa returned the smile and Cole just rolled her eyes.

Just as the small conversation dimmed, the doorbell rang.

Cole immediately shot up, "I got it." She unlocked and pulled the door open and to her surprise, there stood her dad, abuelita, and Jennifer. "Mom!" She called out, not exactly knowing what to do.

Vanessa quickly made her way to the door after hearing Cole call for her. Once she saw the three, she told them to come in and that's when all hell kind of broke loose.

"We're not interrupting anything?" Jj questioned.

"Of course not agent, this is Miguel's house." Mabel sassed.

"Excuse me?" Vanessa scoffed, "Mabel this is my house. No one is leaving." She turned towards Savannah, "You two stay there while the rest of us talk. Same for you cole, go back to the table."

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