Chapter seven- Babysitting and the confession

"You're honestly the best." Anastasia, my sister hurriedly muttered as she kissed my cheek and practically dashed out of her house. She had called me on such short notice that, she had been afraid I would have other plans, which I luckily didn't but to be honest, even if I did, I'd probably cancel just so I could babysit my lovely nephew and niece.

I was the cool aunt after all, remember? Their aunt on their father's side was lovely, but she didn't seem like the type to get her hands dirty with baby poo, no offence. At first glance, you'd think Melissa was one of those empty arrogant airheads who were obsessed with their social media-perfect life, and she was, but hers was quite alright. Plus, she lived all the way in England, so she rarely visited.

"AUNTY MIA!!!" I doubled over with an "oomph" as six-year-old Ronnie crushed me in a tight hug, his baby sister Adriana waddling to join him in the action. I lifted her up with one a