Chapter One Hundred and Eleven
Cuddling Everly closer, I pushed open the door to a room that was close to the master bedroom. It was fully furnished with a pale pink crib, matching changing table, and a small dresser. The smell of the paint was still fresh and I knew that they must have arranged for this space to be taken care of before bringing us over here. Fresh sheets were already on the crib mattress and a mobile hung above the bed. It had little pastel colored flowers hanging from it along with a small little princess tiara. Everything looked picture perfect.
I walked into the room, laying Everly gently into the crib. She was still sleeping soundly, the exploration of the house hadn’t woken her up. Resting my hands on the railing of the crib, I looked down at her. There were so man
