Candace was quite angry when Cristelle took her out of her bedroom. She was sleeping soundly, and her Mom just went into her room and woke her up. Candace didn’t like it at all.

She stretched out her arms toward Linford and let her dad hold her, refusing to let Cristelle hold her again.

She suddenly doesn’t like her Mommy now.

“Alright, sweetie. You can’t be mad at Mom. She doesn’t want you to miss dinner. Aren’t you hungry after dancing all afternoon in the studio?” Linford cooed ...