30

"Nia!"

"Nia!"

"Nia!"

The voice of Mrs Williams snapped me out of the position I was crouched in, as she called my name from the living room.

At once, I dropped the duster held in my hands, hurrying out of the room where I was.

Mrs Williams was elegantly dressed in a white sequined blouse and Black pants. Her hands brushed through her hair, while her eyes stared on at a small mirror held in her grip.

She looked decent enough.

Logan was sat on the couch, eyes focused on the T.V screen.

Mr Williams soon walked into the room followed by Tyler, Ashley and Cameron.

He turned his gaze to his wife, who was by the corner of the living room applying makeup.

"Honey, you should have done this in the room" He uttered, having a glance at his wrist watch.

"Can we leave now?" Mr Williams spoke in a low voice.

"Just give me a moment" Followed the response of Mrs Williams.

"Dad" Tyler called, turning to Mr Williams.

"Should we go on with the invitations?" He questioned.

"What invitations?"