Finn
“Where are you going?” Kyra asked groggily when she caught me getting dressed at three in the morning.
“I have to give Mary a gift.”
She popped up on her arms and looked at me.
“What kind of gift?”
I looked at her and she looked away fast. My brows furrowed.
“Hey, what was that?”
“What was what?”
“The way you just looked. Like you were worried.”
“Mary’s very pretty,” she mumbled.
I raised my brow now.
“Yes, she is. What’s your point?” I was really confused.
“What kind of gift are you giving her and why?”
“Because she needs to spend more time with her kids. Seeing how frantic she was tonight looking for Bridget, I thought she could use a break. I want to give her enough money to take a year off and spend time with the girls.”
“Oh,” she said with a surprise.
I was stil
