C A I T L I N‘ S P. O. V
I can hear the lights in the hallway flick shut. Kiara’s laughter follows and then Aaron’s shushing her, probably pulling her downstairs to their bedroom and away from the kids.
That means it’s around eleven. I’ve been in bed for an hour, forcing my eyes shut but terrified of what I’ll see if I allow myself to fall asleep.
I dig for my phone, somewhere beneath the mountain of pillows. “What the hell?” I murmur, squinting as I take in the mountain of notifications. My phone goes on silent whenever I’m upstairs putting Isla down for a nap. I must have forgotten to turn it back on.
Most are from Knox but there’s the odd few from Anastasia asking if I can hear her vibrator through the walls. I quickly text back no, letting her get back to m**********g in peace
