Bailee’s Pov
When I wake up the next morning, panic slices through me at the unfamiliar room for a second before I remember where I am. The wails of my daughter have me rolling over, leaning out of the bed to pick her up and cradle her to my chest as I undo my shirt.
‘Hey little lady’ I coo, ‘you a hungry girl?’ Helping her latch on, I check the alarm clock beside me, surprised to see it’s already after nine am. ‘You let mommy have a lie in huh?’ I ask softly, stroking my daughter’s cheek as she feeds before looking over toward Travis’ side of the bed, my heart rate picking up when I find it empty.
‘Travis?’ I call out quickly, trying to sit up with a feeding baby, ‘Travis?! Where are you?’
The bedroom door pushes open, my mother peeking inside before opening it wider and slipping into
