Leah's POV
Shortly after the talk about the 'house spirits' we called it a night. It had been a stressful couple of days and I was exhausted. Charlie drove Greg, Carly, and Henry home while Zachary and I followed along behind, Sorcha strapped into her car seat, snoring softly. He carried my sleeping little girl in and helped me get her ready for bed. I was thankful for the help since my left hand was still pretty useless, wrapped as it was in bandages.
Tired as I was, I didn't want to say goodnight just yet. But neither did I feel like having an indepth converstaion about anything. Zachary too seemed hesitant, not sure what our next move should be. He gave me a lopsided grin as he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.
"You must be tired, Leah. I should go, let you get some sleep." His
