Rosalie agreed and went upstairs with Byron.

There was only one night light on in the room, and Estie had already fallen asleep. Rosalie was mindful of her movements because she did not want to wake her up.

Byron stood outside the door with his hands in his pockets. His eyes slowly moved from Estie to the arrangement of the room.

He saw that Rosalie's room was extraordinarily tidy and clean. There were also a few plush toys, likely left there by the two little boys. It made the room look warm