** Poppy’s POV **
I close the bedroom door behind Leo and walk into the bathroom. I push open the door and stop. Because they really did think of everything.
Fresh towels are folded neatly on the rack. The counter is stocked with toiletries: shampoo, conditioner, body wash, a fancy-looking razor, and even a small box of tampons tucked discreetly into the drawer.
My throat tightens unexpectedly. They didn’t just make space for me; they prepared for me.
I step back into the bedroom just to take it all in. The quiet of the room settles around me again, broken only by the faint sound of Jake moving around downstairs. My hand slips into the front pocket of the hoodie I borrowed from Paige after Liora spat up on my jacket. A small smile tugs at my lips.
I have the sweetest nephew, a sister
