(Jason's POV)
I wake up on the third morning after Caroline and the kids return home and find Caroline already awake beside me, staring at the ceiling.
"You didn't sleep," I say.
"Neither did you." She turns her head to look at me. "I heard you get up twice last night to check on the kids."
I did. At 1 AM and again at 4 AM. Walked down the hallway. Opened Rose's door just enough to see her sleeping peacefully with her rabbit tucked under her arm. Checked Charlie's room to find him sprawled across his bed with his notebook on the floor beside him.
Both safe. Both here. Both breathing.
But I still couldn't sleep.
"I keep thinking about what Helen said," I admit.
"Jason—"
"I know we have evidence. But she sounded so calm, Caroline. So certain." I sit up. Run my hands through my hair.
