#Chapter7

-Fussy.

Calesti POV.

I'm not fussy, I'm hurt, he's treating me like a baby and my body is giving up, allowing him to take charge, I used the diaper already, and now I'm going to have lunch! He even forgot to feed me breakfast, see he's not that good of a daddy, to begin with.

"You ready to eat princess?" He asks me, taking me toward what I guess is his kitchen, I don't want to see the windows, I don't want to be reminded of how high up in the sky we are.

He sat me on my own seat, getting food, human food set in front of...