Nadia’s POV

I managed to get Mom inside, her arm slung over my shoulder, her feet dragging against the carpet. The house was mercifully empty—Aiden and his sons were out, and Jasper was God-knows-where, probably hiding away with his computer. I didn’t have time to worry about any of them right now. I just needed to get Mom cleaned up and sober before anyone else walked in and saw her.

I guided her through the living room, her steps unsteady and ...