Max pov
I had a rough night.
Amilia fell asleep so I took her to her room.
I missed dinner.
I am hungry.
I love amilia.
Wait that last one isn't a bad thing.
Amilia pov
I was not long after lunch, which I had im my room, I am writing a letter to my family.
Dear family,
I love and miss you, I hope yall can come soon, and write back, but first I want to talk.
So first to my little bro Jeff,
Hey bro when you meet the royals you will love Zachary your a year older but you'll have a lot in common.
Now you older sis seima (sea-ma)
Take care of mom and let me know how dad is do well yourself too. and how is cooking school?
I can't forget my twin brother Andrew
How are you? My twin senses aren't working, *laughs to self*
Last but not least you mom and dad,
How are yall? Are yall ok? How is things? How's the diner?
Lots of love,
Amilia (mil)
That letter was done so I go take a nap.
After a great nap I am woken up by a soft knock on my door.
I heard the knock it went *one two three pause one pause one two three* over and over.
I grab my fluffy white robe and hobble over to the door.
I twist the silver knob and the door slowly creaks open.
~~~~~
So I will have a short and sweet well kind of sweet update on Valentine's Day
What do you think of all the members of Amelia's family
---kc
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