Chapter 389

Juliette's POV

Tessa invited me to sit with her in the armchair by the window while Wyatt played on the rug at our feet, stacking colorful blocks with the intense focus only small children can manage.

"Ivy didn't explain much about the details," I began, watching as Tessa automatically picked up and reorganized the toys Wyatt scattered. It was a maternal gesture so natural it made me think about m