Crashing into an Old Flame

After staring at her phone for a few good moments, Diana sat up on the bed and reached out to pinch Angel’s cheeks out of habit.

But her movements halted at the sight of the empty bed.

Some time ago, Daisy had talked about her and Angel officially moving out of the Master bedroom. Although the mother-daughter duo slept with her every once in a while when Diana missed Angel, but they mostly slept separately since Daisy’s arrival had Angel having access to some ’real food’ that she couldn’t stop seeking in the middle of the nights.

And Diana, who liked having her beauty sleep above all, would be woken up by two tiny paws kneading her breasts in the middle of the night.

Not that she was unused to it. Because whenever she slept over at a certain sheep’s place, she would have two huge hooves roaming all over her body throughout the night. But as a person who was quite particular about her sleeping habits and mostly slept in one or two positions throughout the night, she had the urge to slap those hooves away only if they weren’t so strong.

And then on the alternative nights when she stayed at her place, Angel’s paws would do the job of giving her dark circles.

In the end, Daisy acted like an ideal elder sister and took the matter into her own hands, following which the mother-daughter duo shifted to the other room.

Although Diana wanted to stop them since she was not used to sleeping without Angel, she stopped herself from doing so after some consideration.

’’Bonding time. They need bonding time ugh!’’ Diana mumbled tiredly and slumped back on the bed.

Hence when she saw Daisy at the breakfast table, Diana made a face at her and said begrudgingly, ’’You stole my daughter."

Daisy looked up from the tabloid and glanced at her sister. The scene of Diana being grumpy early in the morning was not unfamiliar anymore.