C9 Nine

Zoey's POV

One word. Four letters. Two of which are vowels. It's something that is close to my heart. It's something magical. We can't live without it. And what might this something be?

Food.

That's right.

I gape at the sight as Chris and Caden gracefully place another plate of food onto the table.

"Is this necessary?"

They ignore me and smile innocently