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he asks holding me tightly. “About 20 minutes. Why?” puzzled by his question, instead of answering he puts me over his shoulder and takes me to the bedroom…Oh my again! Luke is sound asleep; he looks so peaceful. I’m glad loud music doesn’t wake this guy up. I love my music when I travel. I snort to myself. I love music period. Benny’s laying down in the back, head resting half out the window. Kate Ceberano’s – Bedroom eyes comes on the Radio, one of my old favourites.

The front door downstairs opened and Victor's voice came booming up the stairs and a minute later Helen's voice joined his. "Adam?! Secret?!" she calls and I scoffed. I pulled the earphones from my pocket and stuffed the earbuds into my ear before scrolling through the endless list of songs on my cellphone. Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody came blasting through the earbuds in my ears and I hummed along long enough before my eyes closed and I fell asleep. 👑

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I ended the call. I felt better talking to Halley; she always knew how to turn my mood around for the better. I put my earphones in and scrolled through my music playlist to find a song to match my mood and selected "Bed of Lies" by Nicki Minaj and Skylar Grey. I heaved a long sigh. I turned the phone off and went to get a nap but a knock came on my door. I opened it, assuming it had to be Roger. It wasn't.

Zeke followed his gaze and looked over with an almost indistinguishable smug glimmer in his eyes. "Dad, you shouldn't stay mad at Zach anymore," he said in a low voice that was filled with worry. "I think it's just because he didn't manage to get any sleep last night. He's usually watching TikTok under the blankets at night. I've already told him to quit it many times." Zeke might have said it very nonchalantly, but it was more than enough to ignite Dad's fury. Dad's face turned as black as thunder.

I sent Mom a message first before resting, afraid to miss updating her due to exhaustion. I turned on my radio and rested my face on the small desk in front of my bed. I adjusted the volume enough to be heard but not to disturb Mrs. Potts in the other room. Maybe my body was about to give up due to too much fatigue, but that wasn’t an excuse for me to miss Midnight Wolf’s show. “Good evening, everyone. I dedicate this song to those who also had a bad day.” “Woke up this morning with books in my bed,

"Mama. Dada. Luna sleep?" "It's 7 PM, baby. Way past your bedtime." "Story first?" "Always story first." We followed her to her room—no longer a nursery, now a full toddler room with a big girl bed she'd recently transitioned to. "Which book tonight?" Alexander asked. "ALL books!" "We're not reading all the books. Pick three." "Five!" "Three." "Four!" "Deal. Four books." She selected them carefully. "Hungry Caterpillar. Wild Things. Good Night Moon. And... this one!"

Making us cuddle. "Good night"He mumbles falling asleep. "Good night" Tomorrow is gonna be a long day. I hope we start talking again. ... ...

"What story would you like to hear today?" Garret seemed to ponder for a moment before answering, "About Pinocchio?" Lyyana nodded and smiled. Lyyana then began to read a bedtime story from the book of 1001 bedtime stories. Lyyana was very good at reading stories; she played with her voice and tone, making Garret look so enthusiastic listening to the story she brought. Occasionally, Lyyana's storytelling was interrupted by Garret's questions. Without Lyyana realizing it, a man was recording Lyyana's activities and sending it to their superior.

To home. *11:59 PM. [SFX: QUIET. THEN BREATH. THEN EIGHT.]* Our bed. February in the bassinet, asleep. Me. Adrian. _Silence. 11:59 PM._ “Day 597,” Adrian said. 56 BPM. “I know,” I said. “Eight,” Adrian said. “Eight,” I said. _Thump._ Upstairs, Ivy and Isla asleep. Alex asleep, _CREW_ hat on the nightstand.