Chapter 85

• "Daddy... why are you crying?" I froze under Sarah's embrace as I locked eyes with one of the twins. Beside her, her sister—probably Harper or Hayden; I hadn't really learned to differentiate them—stood with equal concern.
• Sarah pulled away and quickly wiped the tears from her eyes, turning to the girls. "Hey, I told you not to leave your room. Why are you still up?" She tried to sound stern, but her voice trembled.
• The twins didn't flinch. Instead, they stepped closer, their little hands clasped together. What they did next caught me off guard. Together, they wrapped their arms around my waist tightly and comfortingly.