CHAPTER 405

Elijah’s POV

It was strange waking up without Sophia next to me. For the past few months, she'd been home, and we'd settled into a routine. But today was different—she was back to work temporarily because Trevis had a high-profile client demanding only her for a real estate project. That left me home with the girls. Reese was easy enough. Roxy, on the other hand, was a whole different story.

I stood in the kitchen, staring at the formula tin, instructions blurring in front of me. It couldn’t be that hard, right? Just mix the powder with water and shake. I grabbed a bottle, dumped what I hoped was the right amount of formula into it, and filled it with water. The formula floated at the top like clumps of flour.

“Come on…” I muttered, shaking the bottle vigorously. Nothing. I swirled it around. Still nothing.

Reese, my four-year-old, was sitting at the counter, watching me with an amused expression. “You’re doing it wrong, Daddy,” she said, swinging her legs back and forth. “Mommy shake