“Mommy!”

The little ones called her warmly when she came in, but they did not run to her as usual. Instead, they were busy packing their toys.

Puzzled, Rosalie asked, “What are you doing? If the toys in the manor aren’t enough, I can buy you more. You don’t have to move them back and forth like this.”

Nox shook his head seriously. “No, we’re moving in with Daddy. We’re not going to come back.”

Rosalie had no idea what they meant by moving in to live with Byron.

The kids were already living