MEGAN'S POV
Morning light filters through the curtains of the hotel room, but I haven't slept.
Not really.
I've been lying here for hours, staring at the ceiling, my mind refusing to shut off.
The twins.
They're not here.
For the first time since they were born, I didn't put them to bed myself. I didn't read them their bedtime stories. I didn't kiss their foreheads and tell them I love them before they went to sleep.
And it's tearing me apart.
I groan internally, pressing the heels of my palms against my eyes.
This is exactly what I was trying to avoid.
When they asked to visit Xarion, I knew there was a possibility this could happen. I knew they'd get too comfortable with him. I knew they'd want to stay longer.
But I thought I could control it and keep things strictly on my ter
