"Achilles? Is everything alright?" a soft voice called out from behind the bathroom door.
Diverting my track, I walked over to the closed door and replied reassuringly, "Everything is fine, my love. Why do you ask?"
I heard the water swish for a moment from behind the door before she quietly mumbled, "You were taking a while to put Liam to bed, so I was worried something was wrong."
I chuckled softly. Though she had quite strong motherly instincts, she was still young and had quite an adorably innocent shyness to her.
Leaning back against the wall, I told her, "Liam just wanted to ask me a few questions. He accidentally saw the marks peaking out of your sweater and thought someone was harassing you at work again."
Plop!
I raised an eyebrow at the sound of what I assumed was some
