“This isn’t happening,” Archer says.
He’s still protesting and has been since we left the Cave. Mia is still asleep in my arms. She looks so soft, bundled up like this. Myself, Wyatt and the Hayes brothers are all walking back to their pyramid. They insisted we take her back there after Mia’d been out of her crib for so long. The walk is short but I’ve barely been able to say anything. In fact, I think I’ve said three words since she was put into my arms. They’ve been bickering back and forth the whole time.
“Give it a rest, Arch,” Beau snaps. “You’ve given us no solid reason as to why she shouldn’t take care of the kid.”
“You all saw how she drew the knife on me!” Archer says. “She’s insane just like her batshit step-dad.”
“Hey!” Wyatt chirps. “That’s my dad your talking about.” Arch
