Midnight Love

The vast living room may be accessed by a large doorway that resembles an archway, which is located in the entrance hall. David waited there, his back pressed against the chilly wall behind him. He stood there and waited.

All of the rooms that around him were silent.

Chloe was being cared after by Bryce and Remy, who were sleeping in a spare bedroom located on the second floor.

Seven exhausted boys were seen sitting and standing in the living room, which was located downstairs. There was no one who had slept. No one was making any talk. The air was beginning to smell tired.

Jarren stood opposite David in the room. Not only for Chloe, but for everyone else there as well, he appeared to be anxious. Jarren's attention was fixed on the younger child, while David's gaze could be seen hovering somewhere above the oldest child.

The youngster was examined by him. "You didn't sleep since I left, did you?"

"Is it obvious?"

In an attempt to find the appropriate words, he paused for a bit before saying, "You look pretty..." "dead."

David let out a chuckle, perhaps more amused by the fact that he talked in such a playful manner when no one else had the courage to speak at all. Leaning his head on the wall behind him, he lowered his head.

"You really know how to build people up, huh?"

Despite the fact that Jarren shrugged as if it were no great thing, his gesture, posture, and facial expression were all oozing with sarcasm. The moment he saw Hudson, his gaze immediately shifted to his.

Jarren drew attention to the fact that there was blood on his shirt.

David made a humming sound, gave it a cursory examination, and then went away. "It's not his."

The intention was for it to sound reassuring, but it didn't even come close. David let out a long, deep sigh; the air that filled his lungs felt heavy, uncomfortable, uncomfortable, and empty.

Jarren continued, "I figured," and then he allowed his words to drift out into the quiet chamber, where they quickly faded down because of the silence.

There was, however, a barely audible sound of footsteps that could be heard emanating from within that state of serenity, silence, and wordless strain. Everyone looked to the entryway, as Bryce and Remy quickly entered the living room after passing David and Jarren. This caused everyone to stare at the entrance.

While he was looking at the boys for a moment, Bryce ran his fingers through his hair and momentarily considered them. He was aware of the concern and experienced the weight of it.

"You guys look like someone died," Bryce remarked with a gloomy expression on his face. After that, he let out a sigh, his expression becoming more relaxed. "She will be fine."

A little moment of silence, followed by a deep breath taken, here and there. Although the fear did not completely go, it was less noticeable in comparison to the relief that they experienced.