Mirabelle’s POV
It was a quiet evening at home, I stood in front of the door with Mika, Tyler, and Skyler. Each of them wore matching pajamas, we were all waiting for the same thing: Noah’s return.
He’d told me that they were already in the estate, and my heart fluttered at the thought of seeing Grandpa Ed again after a long day.
Mika was bouncing on her toes, Tyler, on the other hand, his hands were firmly gripping my sleeve, and he was leaning into me. Then there was Skyler, who stood a little further back, but I could see the curiosity in his eyes.
Although he didn’t speak as much as his siblings, he often noticed things others missed. He had this calm, observant demeanor that I’d come to love over the years.
And then, the sound of Noah’s car pulling into the driveway broke the s
