Amber POV Jason sat up fully, awake in an instant. The warmth of sleep vanished from him so quickly it was almost unsettling. He looked at everyone gathered in the doorway and spoke with calm authority. “Please, give us a second to get dressed.” His tone was polite, but it carried the kind of certainty people instinctively listened to. “We’ll meet you downstairs, alright?” The children looked between us, clearly curious and only mildly interested in respecting boundaries. I had already grabbed the blanket and pulled it tightly around myself, suddenly far too aware that half the family was standing in my room. Jason glanced at me from the corner of his eye. He noticed everything. Always. Alice climbed off the bed first. “Don’t take too long,” she said seriously. Alex pointed toward the hall. “There are tacos.” That, apparently, was the true emergency. Rose nodded in agreement and took Alice’s hand. “We’ll save you some,” she promised. Despite everything, I smiled. “
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