Abigail pov cont'd.
'I can not believe that I was once again trapped between those siblings. They both were crazy yet the more i try to stay away, the more i get entangled in their mess.
"Abi, Abi? Wait for me." I turned to see Isabella walking towards me with hurried footsteps, yet she was looking so graceful in that pink dress. That color really matched her skin and made her look like roses.
"I am tired, after calling you so many times. Why were you not listening?" she huffed as she held my hand warmly.
"I apologize, I was thinking about something, and I did not pay attention to my surroundings." She shook her head like a tired nanny who was tired of the mischievousness of kids.
