Riley's pov

Helen cleaned after us, and while Mom and Devan disappeared all of a sudden, I was stuck with Killian in the living room. My eyes were heavy, begging for sleep, while he typed frantically on his phone, pretending I didn’t exist.

According to him, they hadn’t finished with the interior décor in my room, so I had to wait for at least two hours since the men were already on it.

I yawned, my eyes flickering to the golden clock that sat tight at the front of the house. It ...