The familiar creak of the front door opening echoed through the quiet house.
“Back to the home… what’s going on here?” Olivia called out, stepping into the living room with a slight frown.
Aniela, sitting on the couch with a blanket draped over her lap, glanced up, a small smile tugging at her lips. “Oh… you’re awake,” she said softly, noticing the weary look on her mother’s face.
Jules, lounging lazily in the corner, shifted uncomfortably under Olivia’s gaze. “Uh… I was supposed to watch Kaf,” he mumbled, scratching the back of his neck.
Olivia’s brows knit together. “Why? He was just here a minute ago.”
Jules waved his hands vaguely. “Oh yeah… he wandered off. I thought he’d be fine.”
Aniela tilted her head, her heart giving a small flutter. He’s wandering again… I hope he’s safe.
