Bradon’s POV
I woke up the following morning and quietly got out of bed, leaving Elouise to sleep. If that's what you want to call, what she was doing because she didn’t have a very good night’s sleep, tossing and turning after hearing the news that her mother had passed away. Dad messaged me back with a 👍 after I told him Elouise wanted to attend the funeral, providing Jamie wasn’t allowed to come, not that I think he would have been allowed.
“Morning,” I murmured to Naomi sitting in the living area, doing something on her tablet as I came out of the powder room.
“You look like you haven’t slept a wink,” Naomi remarked as I took a few steps towards our bedroom. That’s probably because I really hadn’t slept a wink either. “Is everything alright?”
“Not really,” I whispered, stopping and
