Daphne Collins, a 21-year-old aspiring artist who is attempting to make her way in the world of the bustling New York City. Though when a new nannying job gets offered to her, she takes it, hopeful that it'll give her the extra money and nudge to ma...
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Chapter Song - Wonderland by Taylor Swift
"Why am I up so early?" Bridie whines from beside.
I continue cutting up the strawberries, while Danny cooks the pancakes behind me. "It's Hallie's birthday today, thats why you made her a card yesterday," Danny explains and her eyes widen.
"Yay!" she screams and I have to shush her quickly.
"We don't want to wake up Hallie," I place a finger over my lips, bobbing down to her level.
She smiles sheepishly. "Sorry, mummy," she whispers.
"It's alright, baby. Do you want to help with Hallie's birthday breakfast?" I ask and she nods enthusiastically.
I lift her up, placing her on the counter. "You can set out the fruit I cut up, make a pretty picture or something," I tell her and she instantly gets focused into creating whatever image pops into her brain.
"Alright, pancakes are done," Danny says, and I hold the plate in front so he can slip the two pancakes on the fruit decorated plate.
"Can I have one?" Bridie asks.
He nods, handing her another already cooked pancake. "Thank you, daddy," she says, before biting into a much needed pancake.
Taking up the plate, Bridie holds her card for Hallie, while Danny brings a few gifts up the stairs behind us.
"Sh," I tell Bridie with a sly smile and she giggles, matching my movements. Sneaking into Hallie's room, her very much still fast asleep in bed.
"Hallie, baby," I press my hand on her cheek, though she makes no move.
"WAKE UP!" Bridie screams in her sisters ear, making her jolt out of her skin. "Happy Birthday!" she exclaims, jumping onto the bed, Hallie still trying to cope with waking up so suddenly.
"Happy birthday my little Capricorn," I laugh lightly, wrapping my arms around her and hugging her tightly. "Did you sleep well?" I question and she nods, wiping her tired eyes.
"Whats a Capicon?" Bridie asks, pronouncing the word differently.
I smile. "A Capricorn is a zodiac sign, like you're a Virgo since you're born in August. I'm a Pisces and daddy's an Aquarius," I tell her, and she only nods.
"Happy birthday, baby," Danny presses a kiss to her head.
Once she wakes up a little she smiles brightly. "It's my birthday!" she exclaims happily.
"It is, you're seven years old," I say.
She gasps, holding up seven fingers. "I'm so old," she jokes.
"Card! Card!" Bridie wriggles, handing Hallie her home-made birthday card.
Hallie takes it happily, opening up the sticker filled card, decorated with all different types of glitter and stamps. "Thank you," she hugs Bridie first, before hugging Danny and I.
