Asher POV
I had just come home from my classes and was heading towards the house, the weight of my school bag heavy on my shoulder.
As I reached home, I saw Mom getting groceries from the car, so I immediately went to help her. Aurora and Avalon had already gone inside to take a shower and change out of their uniforms.
"Let me help with those, Mom," I said, taking a couple of bags from her hands.
"Thanks, Asher," she replied, her smile weary but appreciative.
We walked into the kitchen together, and I helped sort out the groceries, placing items in their designated spots. The kitchen was filled with the comforting sounds of home—clattering pots, the fridge hum, and my sisters' distant laughter as they played upstairs.
As we worked, Mom and I talked about last night when we went ove
