The morning sun poured in through the windows, casting golden streaks across the living room floor.
The soft hum of cartoons filled the quiet space, interrupted only by the occasional giggle from Seraphina as she lounged on the couch, completely absorbed in the screen.
A sharp knock echoed through the house.
Seraphina's head snapped up. She knew that knock.
Sliding off the couch, she padded barefoot to the door, pulling it open without hesitation.
Tim stood there, his towering frame filling the doorway, dressed in his usual crisp suit. His sharp gaze swept over her, taking in the sight of her still in her pajamas, and her curls slightly messy from sleep.
His brows furrowed. "Why aren't you ready for school?"
Seraphina blinked up at him, then shrugged, pointing toward the hallway. "Mommy's still sleeping."
Tim stilled. His gaze flickered past her, toward Aurora's closed bedroom door.
"She hasn't woken up yet?" His voice was even, but there was an edge to it.
