Deidra's P.O.V.
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I woke up the next morning to someone whispering in my ear. A little voice that was all too familiar. However, I was way too sleepy for my brain to work properly and definitely thought I was imagining it.
"Drrrraaaa, you gotta wake up. Sanna came," said a little voice. Way too eager for this early, mind you.
Slowly, I peeled my eyes open. The sun wasn't even up yet, but it was peeking above the horizon. Waylen was standing next to the bed, leaning on his elbows and smiling at me. His hair was messy from him rolling around in his sleep. He looked like a mini version of his dad to the point that it was down-right adorable.
I turned my head to see Brixton right behind me. In fact, he was wrapped completely around me. One arm under my head,
