Collins' POV.
I walked inside my apartment as I turned on the bulbs in the room. My black cat was peacefully sleeping on the mini bed I had made for him. I walked down to where it was as I squatted down next to her.
I rubbed her thick furs as she curled up even more.
"I see you are back, Morgan." Dahlia muttered as she rested on the wall. "What are you up to, Morgan? What's all this?" She questioned as she looked at me.
I got up, standing upright as I looked at her. I pulled off my black dress boot, leaving myself just on black silky socks.
"What's going on?" I wore a frown as I looked at her.
"I just sent the kids to bed. A man pulled in an hour ago and brought us here. Whose house is this? Why are we even here, Morgan?" She shrugged as she looked at me.
"You should be asleep, Da
