Chapter 31 The Gala

• SASHA’S POV
• I couldn’t remember what promise I’d made with Farah. Honestly, I didn’t care—my mind was still fried. I just picked up the kids like usual. Thank God, they weren’t fighting this time. Rachel was buried in her science flashcards, and Noah was obsessed with a new monster truck toy. I knew it had to be a gift from his dad.
• When we got home, things were off. Instead of the usual routine, two temp staff members greeted Noah and Rachel, whisking them inside to get ready for their evening baths.