–Livana–
We planned to stay for one more night.
My mother had been having far too much fun pranking my father to death. After all, to them, she was already dead. This was her small revenge. I did the same to Carrie. Both of them deserved it, in my opinion.
Carrie and Father even tried to convince everyone that I was Livana.
Naturally, no one believed them.
Grandpa Reagan ended up scolding the two of them, declaring that they had both lost their minds.
Perhaps they had.
Guilt can do that to a person.
"Skyler, it's time to get up," I called out to my son, who was currently splashing around in the swimming pool.
The shallow section had been designed in a circular shape with a mushroom fountain in the center. Grandma had recently renovated the entire pool just for the children.
"Wait, Tep~mama!" he shouted back while continuing to play.
