I was shocked. We all were. We didn’t think LaLa would do such a thing, but she did. When her boyfriend came home with her one day after school, MoMo yelled at him for what he did.
It was no use. It was already done, and we couldn’t do anything about it.
A few months later, she brought home a little boy named Vulfgang. I didn’t question the name. None of us did.
Vulfgang was a sweet little boy, and very innocent. We didn’t mind his presence. The strange thing was, LaLa became a young adult the same day her son was born, probably due to the impact of the situation, causing her not to have her birthday at the same time as her twin. At least, that was our guess.
My daughter… my wonderful daughter LaLa. She grew out her hair not long after her birthday, and none of us minded. She could do what she wanted now, as a young adult. She reminded me of my mother. Even is she had her mother’s eyes, she had my mom’s hair. She looked a lot like her grandma… and she was a beautiful young lady.
A few months later, TT and ChuChu grew up. My two other beautiful girls. TT looked like a splitting image of her mother. ChuChu, on the other hand, took after me in looks. Our hair color and eye color, as well as skin color, were the same. Of course, they were both stunning looking.
As time went on, and it got closer and closer to Claire and Lulu’s 21st birthdays, when they’d become young adults, I realized I’d need to figure out who my heir would be. After a lot of thinking, I decided it would be Claire. She would be perfect for the job, as the youngest.
When their birthday came, I couldn’t help keep the smile off my face as I watched them grow up.
Claire looked a lot like her mother, blonde and purple eyes. She was beautiful.
I confronted her about the heirship a few minutes after the party.
“Claire… I have something to tell you.” I looked at my youngest daughter, smiling, “You are going to be my heir.”
Claire looked at me, terrified, “WHAT?! I can’t stay in this house! There’s ghosts!”
“Sorry, dear, but you’ll have to. You’re my heir after all,” I spoke bluntly, not really caring.
Claire sighed, “Can’t you get someone else to do it? Lulu’s more of the family-type!”
That was true. LuLu loved kids, starting from when he became a teen. Although the rest of the kids have since moved out, LuLu loved babysitting for LaLa, when she had to leave Valfgang alone in the house, usually to go work. He had earned a nice amount of money from doing so.
“Yes, but LuLu knows what he’s going to do in life. You don’t. This’ll help you figure it out. You need to have at least one child, alright?” I asked, “Just one, is all I ask. You can decide for yourself if you want more than one.”
Claire sighed, figuring out I was going to win this argument, “Fine… I’ll do it.”