Chapter 177

• Briella lies her head happily on my shoulder, one of her hands rests on my chest while the other pats my back. I don't know why this kid likes me so much, I barely spend any time with her. I love her of course, but I'm not a massive kid person.
• "How's the nursery looking?" Mum asks, jumping in to help Bianca clear away some of the used ingredients still lying out on the bench.
• "We put up the crib last night. Almost everything's there, just need to do a massive stockpile of diapers and wipes" Bianca replies, taking a moment to pull her unruly hair up into a ponytail. The sides of her mouth pull into a wide grin as she sees Briella and I, I nearly want to put her down on the floor, I don't like it went people make 'aw' sounds in my direction. She clearly takes my apathetic shrug as a clue not to do just that and returns to the cake batter.