Two days had passed since Jocelyn’s relocation to the forest house with her family. She thought of those forty-eight hours as she quietly walked down the hallway.
Most of the first day had been spent in Gabriel’s room since everyone in the house had needed sleep and alone time after the crazy night they had. They had only gathered in a large dining room that looked like something out of a magazine, yet still felt homey and welcoming in the evening to share a meal before once again returning to their respective rooms.
For the second day, Gabriel gave her and the boys a tour of the house and the pool outside. Jocelyn found the idyllic, modern yet beautiful surroundings of the house mesmerizing and had again feared what her two small active boys would do to it and voiced as much.
But Gabr
