Dorrie and Jane were your parents. You weren't adopted, and neither is your new baby sister.

Speaking of, a couple of days ago, they came back with your little sister, Cierra, and now, today, they were in their room.

You peaked into their room, and you saw them jusy watching TV as little Cierra rested on Dorries belly. But your presence didn't go unnoticed as Jane chuckled and glanced over at you.

J: "We know you're there, baby-pie."