Adriel was fast asleep on the couch. Rasmus picked the kid up in his arms and walked into his room. Tucking the kid into the sheets, he closed the door, walked out, and went to his room.Catherine hasn't slept properly since she came here. Though her body begged her to fall asleep she was afraid of sleeping. The paranoia of the nightmares was vicious, nor did she have any sleeping pills or antidepressants.She left her room late at night. She descended the stairs and noticed Rasmus's jacket on the couch. He was home.She quietly checked on Adriel and he was fast asleep. She walked into the kitchen, rummaged through the fridge, and then poured herself some orange juice, grabbed the glass, and padded to the porch. The place has become her favorite place in this house. This place links to a good memory and a bad memory. She sighed looking up at the sky. The stars were twinkling beautifully and the crescent of a moon illuminated its serene light.
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