Emma.
The next morning I woke up before the alarm, my eyes puffy and my p***y still sore from Ryan’s half-hearted f**k the night before. His c*m had dried on my inner thighs overnight, a sticky reminder of what I had agreed to. I slipped out of bed quietly so I wouldn’t wake him and went straight to the kids’ rooms.
Mia was already sitting up in bed, her wild curls everywhere, rubbing her eyes. Leo was still curled up like a little bear under his blanket. I smiled even though my chest felt hollow. This was my favorite part of every day, dressing them myself, even when the nanny was already downstairs waiting. I loved these small moments. They made everything feel normal.
“Come on, princess,” I whispered to Mia, helping her pick out her favorite pink shirt and jeans. She giggled when I t
