Anthony lingered at the doorway, his soaked shirt clinging uncomfortably to his skin, droplets still trailing down his arms. He drew in a slow, heavy breath, the chill of the fabric making him shiver as he tried to steady himself. With a quiet sigh, he finally pushed himself away from the door and descended the stairs, where the expectant faces of Miles and Sarah awaited him in the dim light below.
Anthony paused at the bottom of the stairs, avoiding their gazes for a moment. “How is Kathy?” asked Sarah, her voice soft but edged with concern. Anthony swallowed, searching for the right words as he glanced between them, uncertain how much to reveal just yet.
He finally cleared his throat. "She is sleeping, so are the babies. Sarah, can you stay with her until we return?" Anthony asked, his
