Laken’s POV
While Devon went to check on my birth mother, the mother whom I haven’t known all these years. We all sat in the dining room in awkward silence, trying to figure out what to do.
“Laken, let’s go for a walk,” mom suggested. “Laramie, you come too.” She got out of her chair and walked toward the doorway.
“Well, I guess it leaves us guys to ourselves,” dad said to David. David chuckled.
“Come on,” the king got out of his chair with the help of the nurse. “We can go to the billiard room and talk about an alliance between us.” Dad smiled, got up, and went over to mom, giving her a kiss before he went over and helped the nurse with Devon’s father.
“Girls?” mom said, getting our attention. Laramie and I stood up and followed mom outside. When we got out to the patio, mom threade
