Coral’s POV
After picking up the kids and helping—quote on quote—Uncle Eros get settled in his visitor’s home (who, by the way, keeps calling me kitten), I hugged Agatha and my grandmother before heading to my townhouse.
The moment we walked in, the kids were already yawning. I guided them through their nightly routine—baths, teeth brushing, and finally tucking them into bed with their favorite bedtime story. Gia cuddled into her pillow, and Gio stretched out like a starfish. Within minutes, their soft, steady breathing filled the room.
Satisfied that they were settled, I quietly shut their door and headed to my own room. Taking a deep breath, I grabbed my phone and scrolled through my contacts until I found the number I hadn’t dialed in four years.
Beta Reid.
I hesitated for a second
