One year later.
Keri POV
"Baby slow down. You got too much going on. And you're working yourself to death." My dad said as I set up the lawn chairs in the backyard that hadn't even been open since we moved to California.
"Daddy the house has to be perfect." I said.
"Keri." My younger sister Breane said carrying my now eight month old daughter Kaia on her hip, as she cried."Yes?" I asked walking to them and taking her.
"I think she wants Xavier." Breane stated.
"Well he's not here." I snapped walking back into the house.