The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“That’s different. I’m concerned about your well-being, alright?” Abel sighed softly. “You don’t know how afraid I am for your safety. I’d rather risk my life!”

“How about I start writing dream journals and send them to you every day?” Emmeline teased him.

“That works too,” Abel chuckled.

“Forget it!” She changed the subject. “How are you feeling? Is your rib still hurting?”

He laughed. “It’s not as painful anymore. I think it’s healing. Don’t worry. Your big brother is as tough as a bull.”

“You’re something else, but you still need to take it easy Emmeline said, feeling relieved.

“Yeah, I will. And you, be good and don’t run around.”

“But, Abel.” Emmeline hesitated. “Mom’s mental state isn’t great, and I’m worried.”

“Depression can be tough,” Abel comforted her. “I’ll inquire about esoteric medicine. We can try giving Mom herbal remedies.”

“Okay, when are you coming home?”

“Whenever, I guess.”

“Alright!”

couldn’t help but feel grateful. Having an older brother, even if not biologically related, was so

in Ravenshell. She didn’t spend much time at home, so she was only aware of their mother’s

devil. Hannah was home when Emmeline

or you’ll gain weight!” Emmeline teased

appetite. Sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, or salty, she could handle it all. Emmeline once witnessed her

and radiant skin. Her jet-black hair was

years old, it was her first time

young man was spirited, friendly-faced, of average height, and a

what do you think of Henrick?” Hannah asked her sister

seems like a

Hannah

at

“There are ladies in their fifties at our workplace who

engage in such frivolous

just enjoying life by dating. older boyfriends. Isn’t that living life to the

a celery stalk and playfully swatted Hannah on the buttocks. Emmeline burst

give in. “Since I arrived, you’ve been wearing a serious face. I thought

I don’t have to worry about you now, but when will Emma put me