Sparring.

Isabella's POV

I didn't know how long we sat there in solitude. The moment I felt and could hear Treasure's cry, I rushed out of the living room to take care of him. With a finally asleep baby, Leo was gone from the living room, though the books remained. I stayed reading.

As evening came, I followed Agathe, helping her cook food in the kitchen. By the time Treasure woke up, she shooed me away from the kitchen.

Despite my concerns, she was insistent on taking care of him.

"I'm already so fond of the little thing, you better not take him away." The older woman said.

I left, meeting Leo in the living room once more. Now bored, I used my phone as we sat there. It was when the sky turned orange that Sierra bursted into the house.

"Happy new moon!" She exclaimed, entering with joy. It didn't skip my mind how more excited she was for the day, and not just for the holiday.

She had likely met Damian then, I thought to myself.

"Took you long enough." I heard Leo say.

Sierra rolled her eyes. "