~Lucian
I walked down the stairs, trying to keep my steps silent so that my sweet girl wouldn't be disturbed.
I was supposed to stop at Aiden's room to wake him up so we could go together, but I didn't want to disturb his sleep.
I opened the door and the air hit me…moist and freezing.
It was such an awful hour to stay awake, yet when I walked toward the garage, I found Aiden roaming around the place, dressed in thick coat and boots, a cup of steaming coffee in one hand.
Does this boy ever sleep? I wondered.
Because I was literally avoiding to wake him up but there he was, getting himself frozen in that weather like fresh refrigerated meat.
“Dad?" Aiden called after sighting me coming forward.
"Aiden, what in the heavens are you doing here so early, and in such weather?“
“I hear
