Mateo
“What are you doing?” Ezra asks me as I dig through the cushions on the couch.
I tilt my head to look at him and grin at his confused facial expression. “Looking for Kat’s phone; we have been looking all day,” I tell him.
He furrows his brows. “The kids?”
“In bed,” I tell him as I place the cushions back on the couch and check they don’t look out of place. Can’t leave the place looking like an entire construction team had tried to remodel the furniture, can I?
Ezra clears his throat and crosses his arms in front of his chest. “And Kat?”
“With Seline again. I’m worried about how much time she spends in that realm. Something’s off with their sudden need to spend every waking moment together,” I tell Ezra.
Every time Kat comes back, she is more stressed than she usually is.
