14 Megan
The sound of the front door closing jolts me awake, before a huge surge of adrenaline runs through me. All the thoughts hit me at a million miles an hour. Where’s Evie? How did I fall asleep? s**t, Chris is home.
I look down and see Evie asleep in her Moses basket. I don’t remember putting her there, but I’ve been so tired recently. Chris walks into the living room. I try to look normal, try not to look as if I’m staring into the eyes of a potential child killer.
‘Hi,’ he says, before sitting down in an armchair. ‘She been down long?’
‘A little while,’ I say, although I really have no clue. ‘How did it go?’
He shrugs. ‘About as well as can be expected.’
‘They must be devastated.’
‘Yeah. They are.’
I watch his face carefully ‘The police called round while you were out.’
He
