Rae's POV
The house had gone quiet early that night. Mom had yawned through the last ten minutes of the movie, stretched her arms over her head, and announced she was "absolutely exhausted" from the day.
She kissed my cheek, kissed Killian's, told us both how much she loved having us under one roof again, and disappeared upstairs at 9:45.
I waited in my room until the clock on my phone read 12:58.
The house was completely silent-no footsteps, no water running, no creaks from Mom's old bed frame.
Just the low hum of the fridge downstairs and the occasional sigh of wind against the windows.
My phone lit up at exactly 1:00 a.m.
Killian:
Pool. Now. Bring nothing.
My breath caught.
I didn't reply. I just stood up, heart already racing, and slipped out of my sleep shorts and tank to
