ALLISON’S POV
“Is mommy and daddy fighting?” Lena asked, her head peeking out of the door.
I jumped away from Daniel, instantly masking my anger and plastering a smile on my face as I walked towards the door. The smile grew bigger as I cropped down in front of the three of them, taking Lena’s hand in mine while the boys watched from the sides, “mommy and daddy are not fighting. Why would we fight?” I said, swiping my thumb against the back of her palm softly.
“We would never fight,” Daniel’s voice rang beside me, his palm settling at my lower back and making my entire body go stiff for a split moment.
“But we heard you shouting from the door. Daddy was shouting at mummy.” Leo said, his large eyes now looking up at Daniel, “why were you shouting at mummy? You should not shout at mummy.
