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Tonight, my sweet little daughter was wide awake, so we kept each other company in soft lighting and relative quiet while Fiona got her much-needed rest. I ran my fingers along the spines of the books on the top shelf of Fiona’s bedroom library. It dawned on me, as I paced around the quiet room with Lexi, that I perhaps I could use my sleeplessness for something productive and join my wife in her project of reading some of these parenting books…

he says firmly. Part of me is thrilled to still have a therapist, while another part of me could do without the parental lecture regarding my behavior. “We will bump you back up to weekly appointments until you feel like you have more control. As for the sleeping, I recommend finding a book to read before bed.” “A book?” I interrupt. “Yes. Pick something that interests you and designate an hour before bed to read. Screens can keep your brain overstimulated and make it difficult to fall asleep,” he explains, glancing at his watch.

Bedtime. Usually, this was Aurora's domain. It was her sacred hour, the time when the CEO vanished and the "Maman" took over. She would read Goodnight Moon or The Little Prince, her voice a soft, rhythmic lullaby that chased away the dragons. But tonight, Liam stood in the doorway. He was wearing a simple gray t-shirt and sweatpants, his feet bare on the plush carpet. He held a book in his hand. Not a picture book. A chapter book.

00 at night, I still have an hour to read this book. “I'm sorry, madam, it's only 09.00 at night, isn't bedtime every 10.00 at night? If I still have an hour and I can't sleep well, that's why I come here to just read a book to relieve boredom. Once again I'm sorry, if I have indeed violated a rule, please don't punish me with severe punishment."

I whispered with a loving smile, "which story would you like tonight?" Mathew's face lit up with excitement, his tiny hands reaching for his favorite book. "The one about the brave little wolf, Mumma!" I chuckled as I opened the book, a captivating story about a young wolf's grand adventure. Mathew listened with rapt attention, his eager eyes fixed on the pages as I spun the tale of bravery and exploration. By the time I reached the part where the little wolf found solace under the silvery glow of the moon, my son was already fast asleep.

“Aren’t you going to sleep yet?” Calvin leaned against the pillow, patting the edge of the bed. “Sit down first. Stay with me and read for a while.” What the hell was he reading? Did he even have time for that? Adriana looked at the cover. It was an English edition of And Then There Were None. Was he afraid his dreams wouldn’t be scary enough? “Reading such a mind-bending book before bed will disturb your sleep and give you nightmares.” Calvin had casually pulled the book off the shelf, only to find it was a British detective novel. But he didn’t feel like looking for another one, so he simply started reading. “Compared to insomnia, having nightmares is actually a good thing.”

They just follow her around like sheep with the hopes that she’ll notice them one day. I’m home in time to tuck Betsy in, and for the first day in weeks I can read her a bedtime story. She falls asleep long before I’m done, but I keep going until I reach the end of the book. It’s soothing, sitting here with her, listening to my own voice and her deep, even breathing. It calms my nerves a little.

"I cannot sleep." "Me neither." "Do you by any chance have a storybook?" She said slowly, as though unsure if it was the right thing to ask. "A storybook?" My eyes widened. Which adult werewolf keeps a storybook? I thought to myself. "No," I answered. "Do you read yourself a story whenever you cannot sleep?" "Yes. I do." I felt oddly like a bad person for not having one. "I could go look in the library." I moved to remove the covers.

It is 6 AM and I can't sleep anymore, even though I had so much fun which made me tired. I decided to go to the kitchen and make myself some coffee and read a book in the living room. I sit comfortably on the couch, sipping from my coffee and turning a page from the book that I am reading, called "Dominant Queen". I let myself sucked into the book, that I don't even notice when Dark sits beside me. He puts one hand on my leg and tells me good morning.

I am going to have a very good sleep tonight, I know. Reward the book with your gems. Thanks for reading <3