• fiercely and furiously •
We are finally back at home.
Erik's massive mansion.
Dad and Maya just moved in with us. They'll be staying with us till dad is more independent and can get a house. I asked Alex to move in with us too but he was adamant, claiming he likes his little cute apartment.
I can't help but notice, Erik has been acting weird since this morning. Maybe he's exhausted from the trip. That was the longest two weeks. Plus, I know my family is not a walk in the park. He must be tired and beat. Maybe he just needs some time and space.
"Are you okay?" I ask Erik when we retire to bed after dinner.
"Yeah." He fakes a smile and turns on the other side of the bed.
Yeah, he's mad about something. We always cuddle before we go to sleep. So, what's different about this night?
