My Name is NOT Cupcake novel Chapter 17

The orphanage? And it seemed like this poor woman was running it by herself.

"How many kids live here?" I asked.

"Eight," she said. "Mostly toddlers and younger children, but there is a baby and a few preteens." She explained.

"Baby?" I asked shocked. Did these people give their children away? How did they end up here? I found myself wondering a lot of questions.

"Opal, she's about ten months old. Her parents died in an attack recently. She came with her five year old brother," Yana explained. I found myself smiling sympathetically at the exhausted woman.

"Well, I would love to help, and have some experience with children. Just point me in the right direction," I said. Yana gave me a tour of the house. It was honestly just a big house. There was a giant kitchen, multiple bedrooms and bathrooms, a playroom, a media room, and a playground outside. The only thing that wasn't very house-like was the reception area.

"I would love to but I have to make sure I can see all of you," I declined. They looked so sad and vulnerable when I said that. I felt bad.

"You can go ahead in to the play room. I put Opal in her crib in there so you can keep an ear out for me," Yana said, coming to stand next to me. The girls instantly looked at each other and smiled before I was being pulled into the house and straight to the playroom. The twins were laughing the whole way. For a pair of six year olds, they were pretty strong. We settled into our game quickly.

"Having fun?" I heard from behind me. I knew who it was immediately. I turned to see Elias standing in the doorway in all his glory. I smiled and nodded. As soon as I stood, Alana and Anya grabbed my legs. I almost fell over, but Elias held me steady.