Esme's P.O.V.
I parked my car at the garage. We no longer live in a penthouse anymore. It was two years ago when Gabe and I decided to buy a house. We wanted to be independent from his father. President Chevalier was very supportive about it, too. He's happy that we're finally standing on our own feet and aced each other's career.
At first, I wanted to buy my own house and live there, but Gabe convinced me that I would stay with them, especially that he's still living with his half brother, Turk, who is now five years older. He's a little man now.
I felt the exhaustion as soon as I entered the house. It felt like the invisible armor I was wearing whenever I went outside came off automatically when I walked past the door.
I glanced around to find where they could be. Usually,
