Adira POV 16
I opened the front door to see a tear stricken Esther on the porch with an oddly calm Sebastien in a baby carrier at her hip. She was barely wearing any clothes in a pair of jeans shorts and a low cut bardot top, letting cold night air bounce off her skin. I opened the door wider and let her in, Malachi standing to his feet in the living room and eyeing us worriedly. I led her in and I could see she was trying to walk straight without falling. “Hold on, Malachi, take Seb” I took the baby carrier from her grip and gave it to him. “Um, give us a minute” He took the baby and headed upstairs. I walked Esther to the couch and eased her down to take a seat. She looked like a royal mess with frizzy hair and tears. I wondered what happened but the only thing I could think gave me a queasy feel
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