Fay threw herself onto the bed, between the two children who were curled up half-sleepy. She shook Mike's body next to her to get the boy fully awake. "I think I'd better ask Miss Treyvon to teach me to cook something. I don't think she'll mind," Fay said casually. Mike's eyes were still heavy at first. He even ignored Fay's attempts to wake him up. However, as soon as he heard his mommy's words, the boy immediately felt like an alarm suddenly rang loudly in his head, making him forget the sleepiness that initially attacked. Mike turned to face Fay. He watched the mommy next to him with furrowed brows. The boy had a bad feeling. "Aren't you guys enemies? Why did Mommy suddenly think of inviting Miss Treyvon here?"Mika, who was lying on the other side of Fay, who heard the conversation, brightened her mind. It had been a while since the army of dreams had almost dragged her to sleep. The little girl seemed more enthusiastic than her sister. She now got up and leaned against the he
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