“Alexander?”
Alexander jolted awake when cold hands touched his arm. He looked around through bleary eyes to see blonde hair and green eyes. “Elizabeth?” he groaned.
“It is sunrise,” she said before turning on her heel and leaving the room.
Alexander nodded a little and moved the duvet off of him. He knew if he didn’t, he would fall asleep again. He quietly moved around the room, changing out of his pyjamas and into a sweater and some joggers. He washed his face and brushed his teeth before walking over to Micah and Will, who was still fast asleep.
Will was curled into his father’s chest, and Alexander couldn’t help but smile and then take a photo because it was so cute; how could he not?
He slipped out of the room and down the stairs, where he bumped into Citrus. “Citrus,” he said. “
