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Sofia.

At breakfast, I conversed with my mother deciding to spend the day together to which practically every one of the men agreed. The exception was Lio that was insisting on rewatching a bunch of nineties' movies and playing board games.

I was tempted to agree but thought that spending quality time with Mama was what I truly needed.

Iva nor Cami were around to have another girls' night, Gods, I really missed them. it would have been great to have them here so that we'd go to a spa with my mom and have some fun of our own since the men had their own business to deal with.

Adding in how the testosterone levels in the room were making my head spin and my stomach roll as I tried to keep up with how energetic and lively my siblings were.

It was a great but handful start of a day, to say the least.

"I'm starting to think that you're adopted. Papà, Mama are you sure he's your child?" The blue eyed, dark haired male, Renzo, tittered.