Zayne's viewpointI typed quickly on my phone, responding to Uncle Gael's questions with ease, though my face was red from telling someone about it. But since he was my tutor, I had to give him restricted details. I had to admit, Uncle Gael is as good as he is weird. At first, I imagined taking lessons from a pro was stupid of me, but eventually, it turned out good. I looked up and smiled, watching Larissa run around panicking that she was late for her family buffet."My dad is going to kill me," she repeated over and over again. I would have helped her by explaining she was wearing Serenity's clothes inside out and there's a reason left shoes go to the left feet, but that'll just end up bad for me. She already blamed me for being late when it was her fault. I'm not the one who told her to decide to blow on me when she has something better to… who am I kidding? I'm glad she did because I enjoyed every moment of it. I was finally starting to understand what Zyaire and Dad kept blabbing

Larissa's viewpointI guess you won't be surprised to know that I hate Mondays. 90% of humans hate Mondays. However, this Monday, I was excited to meet my friends, so we could talk about our weekend. Since I was at war with my father and brother, those traitors, I woke up as late as I wanted, freshened up to my own leisure pace, and got dressed for school. I asked Zayne to pick me up, but he bluntly refused, saying he would never let me drag him into my war and get punched by my father.Coward.I skipped down the staircase, humming a song. I walked into the living room to see Tristan tying the lace of his shoes, dad was nowhere to be found. He's usually always late to work on Mondays. How he hasn't gotten fired is what I will never understand. Tristan paused from tying his shoelace, looked at me briefly, and then rolled his eyes away.Oh, so that's how it's gonna be. Game on.Throwing my face away, I went to the kitchen, hearing laughter as I got closer. I knew that laugh and I couldn

Larissa's viewpointLeave it to my boyfriend to drop a huge bomb on me.I fidgeted in my seat, my smile stuck to my face. I mean, I wanted to meet his family, but not his entire extended family. I knew his mother had a huge friend circle and her friends were her family so that technically makes them her extended family. It meant I had to meet and know all of them, which might be too much for my poor mind to take. I was dreading meeting the rest of his siblings, let alone his aunties and uncles. Meeting a guy's family is a big deal to a girl. It shouldn't matter but what if they don't like me? What if his sisters hate the way I dress? What if his other brother hates me? What if they think I'm too poor?What should I wear? Should I dress to impress them? Should I change myself to please them? What if nothing I do pleases them? What do I do then? What if he dumps me if his siblings don't like me? No, Zayne can't leave me, he can't.Zyaire must have noticed how I was starting to slowly pa

Larissa's viewpoint"Oh my goodness, this place is amazing!" I shouted, clinging to Zyaire's arm. My other hand rested on my hip, my eyes fixed on the beautiful blue lake before us. Zyaire laughed."I don't see what's so beautiful about this place," I sighed, slowly turning my head to stare at Zyaire's girlfriend, Gabby. I didn't like it when she showed up, but I didn't have a say in it.Gabby, Zyaire's girlfriend, and baby mama. According to him, they started dating when he was almost fifteen, but a year later, he knocked her up. They couldn't abort the baby, so she kept it. They weren't married, but Zyaire made sure to visit her every day and care for their daughter. He loved Gabby, but it was so obvious Gabby didn't.Maybe there was a time she used to, but it was clear to everyone except Zyaire that she had fallen out of love and was only with him because of their child. Gabby dyed her hair orange and always had orange eye lenses on so I didn't know her real color. She was a walkin

Larissa's viewpointSighing with exhaustion, I pushed the front door open and walked in. The day was emotionally and physically exhausting. I was worried about Zayne, worried that he would be beating himself up for what he did. Yes, I was upset, but I already knew enough from their mother that when the younger quints act irrationally for no reason, it means one of the eldest is really furious and emotionally unstable. Trust me, it creeped me out, and I didn't believe her until I saw it for myself.Zayne wouldn't get angry for no reason, and since he was complaining about his older siblings, then it had to be them. It felt like I was dating his brothers and sisters too. It was exhausting, but right now, he needs me to support him, not be at loggerheads with him. I still planned to punish him for what he did, but that didn't mean I couldn't worry.I felt bad for leaving afterward, but I was late for work anyway. I couldn't leave the kitchen, for some reason, Lily kept telling me that st