~Avery~
I woke up in King’s bed, my head resting on a pillow damp with the remnants of my tears. The room was covered in darkness. Ugh, how long had I been out?
Groggily, I pulled myself out of bed and shuffled over to the bathroom mirror. My eyes resembled two overripe plums, puffed up from either sleep or crying—though, judging by the state of my pillow, the latter seemed more likely. I was still in the same clothes I had arrived in, and the urge to freshen up was overwhelming. But as I glanced at the clock, a new wave of panic washed over me. It had been hours since I last saw the twins.
“Julian? Julia?” I burst into their rooms, one after the other. Each room was neat and orderly, but there was no sign of the kids.
A cold dread slithered up my spine as I bolted down the hall. It ha
