Let’s live in peace
The living room was quieter than it had ever been.
No security chatter. No angry footsteps. No raised voices. Just the faint hum of the air conditioner and the smell of coffee someone forgot to drink.
Ares stood by the long glass table, his palms pressed against the edge, his head bowed slightly as though he was trying to find the right words before the storm came again.
Julian stood behind him, arms folded, eyes moving between Tessa and Chloe who sat opposite each other like two opposing magnets forced to share the same air.
The quadruplets sat together on the couch, side by side, their faces curious, confused, and quiet. The nanny, Faith, stood by the stairs waiting for a cue to take them away if things got too heavy again.
Ares finally straightened, drawing in
