Sorry this chapter is so short. I wanted to introduce Mason and Rosalia's younger sisters. At this point Mason is about 5 years old and Rosalia is three. I don't want to spend a lot of time on before my actual story. Thank you for reading! Please follow and favorite!
America's POV:
Maxon and I walk into the play room to see our two year old and five year old playing with the blocks they both got for Christmas a few days before. They are too occupied to realize we are standing there with their new baby sisters.
We take another step into the room. Maxon whispers, "Mason, Rosalia, come look." Our children jump up and rush to our feet.
"Give me baby." Rosalia says. Her eyes are open wide as she looks down on her sister. Mason is already holding the other one next to Maxon. I look at the two of them, Mason is a miniature version of my husband. Their blond hair flopping in their faces, and green eyes sparkling. They sit almost identical. I sit on the floor with Rosalia. And hand her the baby girl.
"Now be careful with Morgan." I tell my daughter.
"She has eyes like me mommy." She is right they both have my blue eyes. But unlike me and Rosalia's, Morgan has her father's blonde hair. Madelyn has opposite features my red hair and Maxon's green eyes.
Our family is growing much like Maxon and I hoped it would.
