Caught Sneaking Out

Clara

Something heavy pressed down on my chest.

A low groan slipped out of me, it felt like someone was lounging there, unbothered. I shifted, trying to shove the weight off, but it stirred, making a low sound of its own. Then something soft brushed the top of my head.

What was that? Was it the twins?

I shook my head weakly, muttering, “Stop it, kids. Give me two minutes, your aunt is exhausted.”