Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Andre watched the two sisters, saying nothing. But the quieter he got, the more anxious they became. Molly, ever the nervous one, whispered, "Mia, I really miss Chad right now~"

Mia sniffled, "I don't even want to get married anymore."

Andre: "..."

With two minutes left on their timeout, Andre turned and walked off.

Later that night, back in the bedroom, Andre stared at their son lying smack in the middle of the bed. "Why is he here?"

Henry, sprawled across his parents' bed, looked just as lost. He'd been settling in for the night in his own room when his mom scooped him up and carried him here.

"From now on, Henry's our boundary line," Mia announced. "If we can't have separate rooms, we'll at least have our own sides of the bed. Let's not bother each other."

Andre, hands on his hips, glared at the so-called "boundary line." He grumbled, "Go back to your room and sleep."

Henry clutched his little pillow, ready to shuffle off.

"Lie down," Mia said, pulling him back. "Tonight, you're sleeping with Mommy."

He sat up, lips trembling, and burst into tears

dropped to their bawling boy, softening instantly. Mia, already sitting on the bed, pulled Henry into her arms, kissing his cheeks and soothing him, "Don't cry, baby. You're with Mommy

sat down too, gently wiping the tears from Henry's chubby cheeks. "Daddy and Mommy aren't fighting. Go on, sleep-you're

both parents

Mia clung to her "boundary line" pillow and, with Henry, kept a safe distance from Andre as they

glancing at his wife and son. Every time he shifted closer, Mia would yank the covers over her

get Wayne for his

buy mine," Mia replied, eyes

married-do we

Mia

Meanwhile, in Jade's room...

sprawled on the bed, phone pressed to her ear, while Wayne played with the comforter

In

your night shift tomorrow morning, come pick me up,

back in his chair, phone in hand, chuckling.

Andre wouldn't have to scare

ideas that just didn't work out. If I'd managed to pick