Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin

Chapter 39

Chapter 39 – The Finale 

(Anj‘s POV) 

“Good morning, mommy!” Leyanne greeted, her eyes still closed as she walked toward the dining room 

“Good morning! Just mommy?” I had to come to her to ensure her head would not bump the edge of the table. Smelling my scent, she raised her arms, wanting me to carry her. I took her and sat her at the table. 

She opened her eyes, blinked her round eyes, and still sleepy, she greeted the others. “Good morning, Aunt Anya. Good morning, Uncle Dylan.” 

“Good morning, Selene,” Anya greeted sweetly as she placed plates and cutleries on the table. “I‘m not Selene,” Leyanne mumbled. “I‘m Leyanne,” She corrected, adjusting the brim of her eyeglasses. 

“Hmm,” Dylan knitted his eyebrows as he placed the scrambled eggs he had just made. “I thought Selene wears the eyeglasses?” he asked amusingly. 

Before I could explain that the three of them had eyeglasses, Selene came out of the bedroom, wearing the same pajamas. 

“Good morning!” she greeted cheerily and sat on the chair on her own. 

“Mommy, I can‘t find my other slipper.” Lyra Helene came out, complaining already in the early morning. 

“Wait. I think I saw it under the couch,” Dylan said, walking to the living room to get her other slipper. “Here, Selene.” 

“Thank you, Uncle Dylan, but I‘m not Selene. I‘m Lyra Helene,” she smiled as she took the slipper from him. 

“Ha!” Anya beamed. “Good morning, Selene!” She greeted happily as she kissed Selene‘s cheek. “Yes! I finally got it right.” She rolled her eyes at me, laughing as she gave me a cup of coffee. 

Selene giggled. “You‘re funny, Aunt Anya.” “You‘ve been here for a week, but I still couldn‘t get your name right,” She complained, pulling the chair and smiling at me. “So... How‘s your new job at the university?” 

of emergency, so she told me to handle the class for a while,” I told her as I

help smiling when I noticed Anya

Strawberry for you.” Selene took the sandwich and placed it on her plate. “And just strawberry for you,“I said, tapping Lyra Helene‘s nose. She giggled as she took the sandwich from me. Among the three, Lyra Helene seemed to have inherited her peanut

she had an anaphylactic reaction to it. Since then, I have always had to bring epinephrine and

Anya said, mentally taking note of it, and then she heaved a sigh. “Just no peanuts for all of you.”

her eyes widened with

she could recognize who is who, but in my case, you‘ve been with me almost all day in school, yet I still can‘t perfect your names,” she explained. Anya and Dylan are running a school, a dream come true for Anya, and since I failed to do my part as her partner, Dylan

head as she pursed her

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pulling a chair to sit with us and finally having his

him. “Uhm, Uncle Dylan, why do you live here? Are you Aunt Anya‘s husband?” She suddenly asked, causing Dylan to choke on

 

Anya wiped the corners of her eyes, afraid that her eyeshadows got smeared with tears. “Uncle Dylan has to sell his house to support Aunt Anya‘s crazy plan.” She widened her eyes at me, telling me in silence that it would not have happened if I didn‘t go crazy with my life. “Your grandma Rose asked him

sorry, Uncle Dylan,” she sighed as she apologized and flickered her eyes at me. “What is it?” I asked, noticing the three pairs of round eyes looking at me. Lyra Helene pouted and lowered her head, Selene pinned her eyes on

I sipped my coffee, it was no longer hot, and I was used

be because of their activity today,” Anya said, unsure if she would share it

I could not think of anything

and Dylan looked at each other.

week and just the other week,” Anya cleared her throat. “The pupils brought their mommy to school

their daddy,” Dylan said directly

nodded, thickening my eyes somewhere else. Why on earth would they do such activity when not all children have

texting daddy, mommy?” Lyra Helene asked

my throat. I swallowed hard, hoping to put my

before?” Dylan asked, glancing at

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