Rebecca
I like my new life. It's peaceful, and I love my job.
I've worked as a tutor and a nanny for two entire months. It feels like I'm one in the Howler family, which they call themselves.
Stella has become like a stepmom to me. Raphael is the funny dad, and Evan is the organized dad making sure everyone has food on their plate.
He doesn't eat human food, but he did in the past—his cooking skills are exceptional.
I shift in my bed, pausing when I notice I'm not alone. A laugh escapes me, and I turn around to face the fugitive. William gives me a sheepish smile, so I arch an eyebrow.
"Aren't you a bit too old for this?" I poke his nose. "I thought you said you were soon a grownup."
"But I like sleeping here..."
I laugh at him. "You know, at some point, this will stop being cute
