Javier’s POV

The following week went by far too fast. Every night I lay with Theo in my arms. Her breath warmed my chest in little puffs. Mads was finally sleeping too, falling into a regular pattern, one hand clasped over my shoulder while he slept with his face buried in Theo’s hair.

We would stay like that all day if we could.

As each day went by, Theo held on tighter, unconsciously showing me how terrified she was of me leaving. Mads became more ...