Lyla's POV
Maxten walked through the door much later than I figured he would. Kenzley was already sound asleep for the night, and I had everything cleaned up for him and also a plate of food in the microwave for him. I was sitting in the dark on the couch. I still can't sleep, and it's been a few days since I've gotten a good night's sleep, but I needed to ask him for help getting Kenzley into school.
"There's food in the microwave for you," I said as he walked through the living room.
"Why are you up?" he grumbled.
"Because I can't sleep, and I wanted to talk to you." I told him, and he walked around the couch and sat down, and I noticed that he had a box in his hands.
"What's up?" He asked and the way he asked almost made me not want to ask him for help, but I had to because s
