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2025-05-01 16:00:07Kade POV
Working wasn’t me running. It was me trying not to go crazy sitting in this room alone. I get that Harlow can’t see me yet, but being locked up in a bedroom is making me lose my mind.
Still, I agreed to three hours. Just three hours of work. Which means I need to figure out how to make this room feel less like a prison cell. It’s not like I can go anywhere else, not when they play hide and seek and every room is fair game except the bedrooms people are sleeping in.
“How’s Harlow?” I ask, sitting down on the bed.
“She was safe the entire time,” Rook says.
“That doesn’t answer the question, Rook.”
Sighing, he sits down beside me. “She was scared, obviously. We had to put a vest on her. Mostly, though, she was mad at me for sending her away with Rose instead of letting her stay.”
I nod, smirking. “Which is why you look like a princess.”
He nods slowly. “I’ve never made her cry before, and I did that. Then
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