Carlos and Lucas

[After Avery leaves the mansion]

Lucas's POV

After Mummy told us we were moving to a smaller house, I knew there was something wrong. First of all, Daddy should have been with us, but he wasn't. Then Mummy had dried tears on her face, and she looked sad even though she tried her best to cover it up with smiles. I looked over to Carlos, who had an excited look on his face.

“Yay! I want to have new friends too! Mummy, can I get a new bicycle?” He asked with shiny eyes.

Ugh! Leave it to my twin to not know how to read the room. Carlos could be such an airhead at times. 

Later, after we have our bath and settle on the bed. He stares at me, a confused look on his face. “Lucas, you didn't say anything about moving to a new house. Why?” 

“What would you have wanted me to say?”I asked with a flat voice.

“A little reaction could've helped.” He answered in a quiet voice, fiddling with his teddy bear—the one Mummy had gotte