Chapter One Hundred

FIVE YEARS LATER

"Mommy!"

Reina cried out from somewhere in the house. I could hear the faint knocks on the bathroom door as she knocked on the door with her small hands. "Mommy! Let me in." She cried out again.

I quickly rinsed off the soap lather on my face and looked through the glass shower to see that she had managed to let herself in.

"What is it, honey? Mommy is taking a shower."

She pointed outside the wide-opened bathroom door, her lips were curled downwards and her eyebrows knitted together.

"Reon said his dress is prettier than mine! Mommy tell him it's not true! I have the prettiest dress, it's pink and gwOUrgeous and has a cute bow, his is just black and ugly." She stuck out her tongue in distaste. "And he's calling my dress ugly and-and Aurora isn’t taking my side...Mommy come tell him my dress is prettier! I'm prettier, my hair is prettier, my face prettier and he's just jealous of all this beautifulness...Mommy! be fast!" She whined before flailing her arms out in