Mark pov,

She kissed my cheek cutely. Grabbing my wrist, she dragged me to my room. I just walked behind like her lost puppy. As we entered the room, I found my mom sitting on the bed reading a book. I lowered my eyes away from her, feeling her gaze on me.

“You both came, come on, I will say a new story.” My mom chuckled excitedly.

“What story, the hound of Baskerville!” My baby chuckled, laughing.

“If I say horror story, you may not sleep, kiddo!” My mom laughed. It’s felt like a complete family for me. I always wanted this happiness in life. We lied on the bed...