Chapter 11
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Updated : Oct 29th, 2020
Beeze's POV
"Is she dead?" Someone whispers.
"No just sleeping."
"Do you think she'll wike my breakfast."
"Definitely."
Peeling my eyes open I find Thomas and Wes kneeling with their hands crossed on my bed. They looked adorable just staring at me.
"Good morning beautiful." Wes smiles and I grin.
"Good morning handsome."
"Hey!" Thomas exclaims.
"Good morning my little one," I say lifting him and he smiles.
"Hey, why don't I even get to sit on your lap?" Wes pouts and I raise...
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