Emma POV

“Daisy?” I called her as soon as I entered my house.

Well, it was now my brother and Daisy’s house, but they always told me that this was and always would be my home. They didn’t even touch my room. They wanted me to have it. I was very grateful to them. This house and Andrew were the only connections that I had with my parents. I was so lucky that I got to keep both.

“Kitchen.” I heard her voice.

I walked toward the kitchen and smiled as soon as I saw her. She looked like a small penguin when she walked.

“Stop smiling.” Daisy said, frowning...