"Ren? I can't find Pixie's favourite pacifier." Candy calls from the living room, sounding harried.
"What? Favourite? She chews through them faster than anything, I always end up ordering a new batch every week." Renee replies.
"What?" Candy sputters in shock, glancing down at Pixie who was peacefully sleeping in the baby carrier she had strapped to her front.
After weeks upon weeks of stalling and getting held back by both her parents, Candy finally decided to move back home.
Cole had already gone back to their house to get it ready for Pixie's presence and to also get back to work.
Renee came to the living room, bags of toys in hand which servants were taking to the cars outside. "You didn't even notice?" She stares at her older sister in disbelief.
Candy blinks, "Of course not, how could I? They all looked the same." She whispers furiously, throwing her hands up.
