"I can take care of it after you fall asleep." He frowned. "Do you want me to sing to you? I think that would make it easier for you to sleep?"

  "You'll accompany me?" she asked incredulously. "Can't believe I will get a personal performance from Cage Cavanaugh and he will lull me to sleep. Not the thought I ever had," she said with a snicker.

  She pulled her hand out of her p.u.s.s.y and then placed them in the mouth to clean herself up. She could have reached for the wipes, but she wanted to tease him just a little. She could see how his eyes darkened, but he didn't comment or escalate the situation.

  What a nice boy. He had too much self-control.

  "Lie down," he said roughly. She was excited, expecting him to start again but instead, she heard the clicking on his keyboard.

  "What are you doing?" she asked, confused.

  "Searching for the lyrics," he said impassively. "Got it." He smiled at the camera.

  She did as he had previously commented, sliding down to lie down and placed the laptop right in front of her eyes so that she could still see him.

  He wasn't the best singer on the planet. Yet she was extremely happy to hear him sing for her. He sang songs he liked, slower and purer ones and she listened until she could no longer keep her eyes open. As she drifted away, he lowered his voice.

  Slowly, he came to a pause and smiled. If only he could lull her to sleep every night like this. If only he could wake up and see her face first thing in the morning. How blissful would that be?——

  They made it. The sweet phone calls, the blistering Skype sessions, and impromptu falling asleep together stayed constant. Sometimes, they would even text when they got time. The days seemed to pass slowly because they were apart but the stack of work they needed to finish kept them so busy that they didn't have time to miss each other two much.

  It was Friday morning and the girls were busy packing their things for the trip. There were two duffle bags on the couch, whereas Angelina was busy shouting and demanding what she should wear on the trip.

  "You had one week to decide," Lily whined as she packed up the snacks for the drive to the mountains. It would take a couple of hours and she was a major snack muncher, much like Katherine. If there were sweets involved, Angelina would join as well.

  While the chaos continued, Katherine was just packing her backpack with her laptop and notepad. While she had finished all her work, one never knew when an urgent call would come in. As she was packing her charger, she heard the doorbell go off. She looked around and no one seemed to be bothered about who had come.

  "Did we order anything?" she shouted. There was no reply. It couldn't be Jared or the boys. So, it had to be something else. She sighed and walked to the front door. She looked through the peephole to see a young girl on the other side. There seemed to be no one else.

  'New neighbour?' she thought absentmindedly before opening the door.

  "How may I help you?" she asked. The girl on the other side looked confused.

  "You're so young," she said in awe.

  "I'm sorry?" Katherine asked, flabbergasted. "Who are you?"

  "Ah, Damon?" the girl shouted. Katherine's eyes widened comically as she stared in horror. She heard the sound of footsteps coming from down the hallway. "You see, I am Damon's older sister. We spoke over a call?" Looking at Katherine's face, the girl nervously laughed.

  "Damon?" she gulped. "Sorry. I don't know what you are talking about." She was about to close the door when the young girl placed her hand between the door and the ledge.

  "I asked the neighbors where Angelina lived and they pointed to this apartment," she said with a smile. Katherine frowned.

  She had never really spoken to the other people living in the building and neither had the other girls. Someone must have checked the mailbox and remembered. Damn it.

  "I'm sorry. You have the wrong house," she said firmly. A voice broke out from behind her and she froze.

  "Angelina! Are you done packing? They should be here to pick us up at any moment." Damn it, Lily. Did you have to ruin it?

  The girl on the other side looked at her suspiciously. From the corner of Katherine's eye, she saw a young boy peering at her.

  "Ah, we know you don't want us to see Angelina, but we won't settle for it." Katherine sighed.

  "I don't think it is appropriate for you to be here. Please leave. You don't look like you are an a.d.u.l.t and I don't know how you know our address. Please don't contact us any more." If they saw Angelina, it would be disastrous.

  The sheer audacity of the girl! She shoved past Katherine and entered the apartment. The young boy scurried behind her, taking advantage of Katherine's shocked state.

  "Hey!" she screamed in protest. She ran after them.

  Lily, too, had come out of the kitchen after hearing the commotion.

  "What the hell?" she swore when she was the unwelcome guests. "Who are these?" Her eyes went to Katherine, who looked beyond panicked. "Whose mistress and child is this?" Leave it to Lily to make an inappropriate moment when things got tense.

  Lily's hand was already at her waist as she tried to fish out her phone.

  "Don't call," Katherine warned. She couldn't even say what she wanted to out loud. Lily looked at her weirdly.

  "This is Damon and his sister," Katherine said. She tried not to panic. This was the worst day to come. Why didn't they come tomorrow or the day after when they were already gone. Was this universe's way of punishing them for being too happy for the past couple of days?