It was another night where mama Rio had a night shift , so Miles had to take care of you again. . .

You were just a toddler , but Miles couldn't stand your justified childish behavior. Miles had already given you your bottle but a short time later he was changing your diaper–

"And this is another reason why I didn't want little siblings. . ." He muttered under his breath , his brow furrowed as he changed you.