Roman's POV
The next morning began as usual. Jason and Lucian were busy in the kitchen preparing breakfast, while Rafe and I tended to the pets before Eira woke. Kael had not yet appeared; perhaps he was still asleep, or perhaps he had locked himself away in his room again.
As long as he came to the table, it would be enough.
Eira was sleeping till late as well. I knew it wasn't the medicine, but rather that she hadn't slept after I left the room the previous night. When I returned, I saw her sleeping with a picture frame tightly held against her chest, her lashes damp as if she had been crying even in her sleep.
Whatever we did, I knew it was going to be a long way before we could change things between her and us.
I didn't dare climb into the bed for fear of disturbing her sleep, so I slept on the couch, watching her for a long time before I finally fell asleep.
"Breakfast is almost ready. Are those two not coming out yet?" Lucian asked now, arranging the dishes on the table.
