Lyla’s POV

Just like the theory of evolution started, so did my entrance into my parent’s large apartment. I looked around to see my father and my mother talking and laughing while my brother, Henry, was sitting on the couch with his phone in his hand.

They all almost turned at once to look at me with a smile on their faces.

“Come here, my flower” My dad gestured for me to sit beside me and patted my head lovingly as I sat between him and my mother.

He called me a flower as he used to. I couldn’t control my emotions as tears rolled down my eyes.

“Why are...