Azriel
It was Adira's birthday party and everything was going well. She and I spoke. I missed her a lot, however, she was worried about something, and it worried me too.
" You're uneasy about something," I told her.
" I'm fine, don't worry about me," she said. I caressed her warm smooth cheek.
" I worry so much that if I got a daisy because of how much I worry, I'd have a garden by now," I told her.
" Thank you for worrying about me, but I'm fine, just focus on yourself, Azriel,"
The rest of the party was pretty fun, and everyone was celebrating and dancing to all kinds of songs.
" She's happy," Millie said, her eyes like mine fixed on Wyatt and Adira. Wyatt was singing to her, and she was smiling from ear to ear. Most times I am jealous of my brother, he seems to have it all,
