C7 Chapter 7

Avery

I skipped the stairs on my way to the kitchen.

Once I reached the doorway, I saw Carla standing by the stove while my dad sat at the breakfast bar.

Their presence halted my overzealous steps, and I tried to mask my glee before they asked why I was practically skipping around the house at noon.

“Hey, princess. You're early.” I heard my dad's teasing tone as he greeted me