The girls didn't seem perturbed by her stutter, which she was thankful for. Outside of Bryan, Aiden and Gabby, nobody knew about her breakdown and hospital visit, and she wanted to keep it that way.
"Could you still tell him? Maybe he can do like...a background check or something."
Aiden shifted from beside her, feeling around the blankets until he found her phone, his thumb on her Touch ID before he was surfing the internet with an apparent purpose. She sighed and looked back towards Tristan.
"Well, I guess I could but..."
"Perfect," Kelly interrupted quickly, "now do your work, Tris, you've been at it for an hour, and it's already after seven."
"Screw off, mom," Tristan snapped back, clearly frustrated by something.
"Need help?" Marley asked, her elbows getting sore, so she laid ba
