80: TANGLED THREADS

D E L I L A H

“Mummy… wake up.” A tiny voice whispered, lightly tapping my arm.

I slowly opened my eyes, blinking away the remnants of sleep. The room was bright as the hot sun glared into my eyes. “Hey, baby.” I murmured, my voice heavy with sleep. I picked Kian up, placing him on my lap. He immediately wiggled out of my grip, jumping in excitement.

He stood by the bedside, his big eyes wide with a mix of excitement and urgency. “Look, Mummy!” He exclaimed, holding up a drawing he had made. The crayon lines depicted a vibrant rainbow arching over a colorful field of flowers. “Uncle Azriel gifted me a drawing book!”

Wait... what?

It was only then I realized I was in fact in 'Uncle Azriel's' room and on 'Uncle Azriel's bed. The events of last night came rushing to my head all at once, causing a deep banging in my head.

I immediately got out of his bed and realized that I was in an unfamiliar shirt. My cheeks flamed red as I wondered if he had changed me.

'He has seen you naked quite