Luna is a sixteen year old teenager with a past that no sixteen year old should have been through. After years of abuse and violence, Luna finally finds a way to cope after all the trauma she's been through. SURVIVE. That's Lunas goal in life, what...
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I was currently in the kitchen with Fran and the other cooks in the kitchen.
I've always enjoyed helping out to make breakfast. My mom said the way to someone's heart was by food.
I 100% believe in that statement.
⁂ Everyone was sitting down.
Today was Sunday which meant the kids had school tomorrow. Everyone was cranky.
Everyone was digging in when we heard footsteps coming down to the dining room.
Jimena appeared with a nervous expression, she stood till at the door.
"Come on love, don't be shy." I said she offered a smile before sitting down next to Viviana. "Do you like pancakes?" I asked, the moment pancakes left my mouth her eyes widened and she nodded one too many times. I laughed.
We started eating. Until Orlando asked, "Where's Daya and Luna?"
"Not sure, I thought they'd be here." Jimena said.
Just on cue Daya and Jimena entered the dining room.
They both were sweating and had sports wear on.
"Good morning." They said in unison.
"Where were you two?" Enzo asked.
"We went out for a run." Luna answered. "We're going to go shower, we'll be right back down."
"Of course love." I said. "I'll prepare your plates."
"Thank you Ana." Daya said.
"Thank you." Luna said.
"Girls before you go, after breakfast your brothers and cousin will take you shopping. Is that okay?" I asked not wanting to push them.
"SHOPPING!" The girls squeaked.
Luna chuckled. She nodded.
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