Serena's POV

While Andy's sleeping, I left Celeste with him. So I can bake the cookies. Besides, she told me she could stay a little longer. It took me three hours until I finally perfected my cookie and I immediately went back to the living area with it and two glasses of juice for me and Celeste.

“Have some snacks,” I said and put the tray of snacks on the coffee table.

Celeste smiled. “Thank you. What is his name again?”

“Andy. He looks like his father, right?”

He really look like his father. It seems like they're mold from the same clay.

She nodded. “Yeah. Just like a mini...