Chapter Twenty-Four

The next morning I wake up to the sound of clinking in the kitchen.

I sit up in bed, my nerves tingling, my ears prickling. I glance over to where I had dragged the twins bed’s in to sleep beside mine, and let out a sigh of relief when I see they’re still safely sleeping.

I slowly crawl out of bed, creeping to the kitchen. I set each step down slowly and carefully, so they can't hear me coming. I hear low voices talking, but I can’t pick up anything specific they're saying.

When I round the corner, they stop, and I’m surprised to find both Sebastain and Alice in my kitchen, seemingly cooking food.

“Hello.” I say cautiously to the pair. “What’s going on here?” Maybe I was just damaged from Killian's whole affair partner thing, but I found myself feeling a lot more suspcious about intersex-relations that ended up being perfectly innocent.

“Good morning, Luna.” Alice says sweetly to me. “You’re looking much better today.” I smile hesitantly, watching her set a plate of pancakes