I retreated to the sanctuary of my bathroom to change into pajamas, locking the door out of habit—and a newfound sense of self-preservation.
Standing at the sink, I reached for my toothbrush and froze. There were two in the cup now. My familiar pink one, and a sleek black one that definitely hadn't been there this morning.
It was such a small, domestic thing, but it made my breath hitch. Liam was invading my space, inch by inch, toothbrush by toothbrush. I brushed my teeth quickly, trying to ignore the strange thrill that curled in my stomach.
Downstairs, the sound of shouting and gunfire erupted—video games. Liam and Jack were roaring with laughter, the sound vibrating through the floorboards. I decided to escape into sleep before I could overthink the day's events. The exhaustion of s
