Lulu

[I’ll be there in a minute.]

Not long after, the door swung open. Caspian appeared, his sea-blue eyes sharp with concern, breathing a bit hard as his gaze swept over me from head to toe.

“Lulu.” He rushed over at once, his large hands checking my shoulders protectively. “What happened?”

I pointed to the floor, where thin wisps of steam were starting to rise. My baby was still crying in my arms, his tiny face red from the sudden spike in temperature.

“Listen,” I whispered, ...