Christian's point of view I'm make my way to Phoebe's bedroom with my wife. I am very dissappointed with the way Phoebe has behaved today. A part of me is furious with her. How DARE she say that to Annabeth. My baby girl has finally returned after years of longing and pain. It hurts to even think about those days. The darkness. It had almost consumed us. Ana and I were depressed . On the other hand I understand Phoebe. She is has always been the centre of attention in our family. She loves it. Ted has always been the quite one. He doesn't like the attention at all. He's a lot like his mother. But Phoebe. She has always been my little princess. And now, she is jealous. Of Annabeth.
I know that Phoebe is very insecure. I understand that as I know what it feels like to be adopted.
As I'm about to knock on Phoebe's door, Ana holds my hand. "Promise me that you won't loose your temper." I sigh. "Ofcourse,
baby. I'll be calm.". Ana smirks at me. Oh well, she knows that keeping calm isn't my forte. We knock on Phoebe's bedroom door.
When she doesn't answer it, we enter. She's sitting on her bed with her legs pulled up and her arms around them. She has tears in her eyes. Phoebe has always been extremely sensitive. I think Ana and I are to blame for that. We have treated her and Ted like they're made of glass. Sheilded them from every possibly harmful Ted was always too mature for his age. Phoebe,
however, is quite delicate. It's not that she isn't mature, just not as much as her brother.
I have to handle this situation very carefully."Phoebe, honey, why are you crying?". I ask her as Ana and I sit on her bed. "You shouted at me. In front of her." she says, referring to Annabeth. "Love your behavour wasn't right. Is that the way to speak to your sister? "
I say softly. I have to keep my voice in check. Ana asks her "Why don't you like Annabeth honey? She is very nice and so sweet."
Phoebe remains quite for a very long time. Finally she says, "I don't dislike her. I'm just afraid, that you will love her more than you love me, now that she is here." Ah. So this is the problem. "Sweetheart, that would never happen. You are our daughter. We love you so much. We love all our children equally. You , Ted and Annabeth.". I say as I try to sooth her. " Baby, your father is right. We love all of you equally. And we are beyond ecstatic that your sister is here. You should be too.".
Phoebe is quite again. "I'm sorry for behaving that way. I didn't really mean it. I just don't like the fact that whenever she's home,
suddenly everything is about her.". "Phoebe, we need to get to know her. It's a miracle that we've found her. If we don't ask her questions, how will we get to know her?" I ask her. "Not everything is about you, love. And I don't mean to hurt you by saying that,
honey. But it is the truth." Ana says. Phoebe just nods silently.
"Now are you sorry for the way you have behaved?" I ask her. She nods again, sincerely I think. "Then you need to apologise to your sister. She was very upset. Tomorrow morning, you will do it. And you will try to accept her as a sister.". "I'm sorry dad, I really am. I do promise to try hard.". she says. "Excellent. Now you need to sleep. It really is quite late. Goodnight. And sweet dreams."
Ana says to her. I kiss her forehead and we leave her room.