Sabrina POV
After we get Gabby ready for bed and Archer reads her a story, we head to our room. I shower first before slipping on sleep shorts and Archer's t-shirt. I love sleeping in his shirts. When I come out, Archer heads into the bathroom and I climb onto our bed. I feel like there is something wrong with me right now. I should feel guilt and sorrow that my mother is probably dead, but I can't feel anything. How could she say I wasn't her daughter, even faced with death? What kind of mother doesn't at least try to repent? I feel the bed dip and I realize I never even noticed Archer come out of the bathroom. He pulls me onto his lap so I'm straddling him and he is looking in my eyes. "Tell me what you're thinking about Sabrina." I don't even want to say it aloud, so he thinks
