Chapter 26
Samantha’s POV
“Mommy, look! I made a butterfly!” Diana exclaimed, as she held up her craft project — a messy combination of glitter, glue, and construction paper.
“That’s beautiful, sweetheart,” I said, crouching down to admire her creation. Devon sat nearby with his tiny hands busy assembling what looked like a spaceship made of popsicle sticks.
A knock on the door pulled me out of the small bubble of peace.
I straightened and glanced at Annie, who had just walked into the room. “Annie, keep an eye on them,” I said as I stepped to the door and opened it.
Killian stood there. He smiled warmly, but the tension in his eyes betrayed the purpose of his visit.
“Killian,” I greeted with a smile. “What brings you here?”
“Can I come in?” he asked, his voice was calm but it carried something that put me on edge.
I nodded and stepped aside, closing the door behind him. As soon as we were in the living room, I folded my arms. “What’s going on?”
Killian’s expression softened as he glanced toward the doorway where Diana and Devon’s giggles floated from the next room. “I needed to check on you. And the kids.”
“We are fine,” I said quickly, too quickly.
His eyes narrowed. “You don’t look fine, Samantha.”