Chapter 75

“That wasn't me.” I tilt my head back, my gazing landing on my sister. She's in her pajamas, with her hair in a scruffy mess, her eyes are puffy, probably crying or sleep related but I put a pin on that.

“I know,” she laughs. “It was the baby. What did you do to the poor thing?” she pours, resting on the head of the sofa, peaking down at Layla who doesn't acknowledge her presence.

“She was crying because I put her down.”

“She's sleepy.” Gia yawns, straightening herself. “Goodnight, bring her over when she's done falling asleep to ladybug.”

Gia ruffles my hair and walks away, leaving me with Layla. My gaze switches from her to the television, unable to believe what it took to pacify her. Layla giggles when one of the characters hits himself with his own magical yo yo, she's focused on the television, so focused that I too look at it, trying to see what is that she's interested in. It's a superhero cartoon, the characters seem to be in love, they don't know who the ot