Madison POV

I stepped out of the kitchen with a tray of pasta in my hand. I walked to the dining table and gently kept down the tray in my hand.

“Madison I think I am beginning to crave ice cream” Krystal pouts her lips at me. I laughed lowly and raised a brow at her.

“See this 22 years old doctor craving ice cream” I scoffed and she clicks her tongue at me.

“Am I not human Madison? I can..” her statements were interrupted by the sound of the door bell. My eyes went wide ...