Christabel's pov

"Let me help you with the Bread." Istretched my hand to take the bread from him but he caught my hand and kissed my forehead.

I gasped at the sudden kiss he gave me.

"No need, baby girl." He sighed.

"You know what? Some how, I feel so happy that you're a girl. At least, I won't be called gay next time."

"Are....you..go...going to tell your siblings that I'm a girl?" I asked.

"No, not now. When the time comes, I shall. Beautiful Chris." He teased.

Beautiful Chris indeed.

Since I don't have anything to do or help, I decided to go take my bath and the breakfast...