My mind kept circling to the endless what ifs and possible outcomes of this situation. It wasn’t long until the doors flew open and Sterling walked in followed by a large group shouting strangers.
I could feel the heat of embarrassment rising to my cheeks. I was still feeding Atlas. Sterling froze for a split second before ushering them back out, causing their arguments to get louder and disturb the babies making them cry once more.
I could hear Sterling raid his voice and the sounds died down quickly. He came back in, closing the doors behind him. He gave Aster a quick glance before kneeling beside the couch next to me.
Giving me a peck on the cheek, his hand stroked my head.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know you were here. I thought your mom was watching Atlas today?”
“She was but she aske
