Soon, I finished making the dinner and began to set plates, and there was one extra plate than usual which made my father arched his brow at me in question, the action he had learned from my mother.
"Rose, I want you to meet someone," I said to my sister, who was busy staring at dinner plates hungrily, especially the sweet dish I had made.
"Who, brother?" she asked as she pulled her gaze from the glittering sweets. "Nero, Ashlyn, come out," I said, and soon both of them came out.
My sister got surprised seeing Nero at first, but the next second, her eyes started shining like the sun, like she had seen the toy of a dream.
