-Elena-
Ten years later.
“Dean! Stop chasing your sister!” I shouted as a small, dark-haired boy with red eyes zoomed past me in pursuit of his white-haired younger sister.
I sighed in irritation as the two kids disappeared from view.
“Are they doing it again?” Revenge inquired, entering the kitchen where I was cooking.
I nodded and sighed. He came over and pulled me into his embrace. I leaned closer, savoring his proximity.
“I don’t know what to do with them. I’ve told them not to run inside the house,” I groaned.
Revenge’s response was a chuckle. I playfully punched him in the chest, but he barely flinched.
“I’m serious!” I said, though my tone betrayed a hint of amusement. “They get their stubbornness from you.”
Revenge laughed again and gently cupped my cheeks. “I think that c
