Bab 195: A Blooming Rose

Taking a cold bath for the umpteenth time that night, Cassian sat on the bed, drying his wet hair with a towel. When he was done, he placed the towel around his neck, and his Amber-brown eyes shifted to check the time on the wall clock. 

It was already past 10pm, but Madeline hasn't come to bed yet.

"Sigh... where is she?" He muttered, trying to remember if she told him anything about stepping out before he went to bathe, but since he was eager to confirm if she was alright, he stepped out of the room to go look for her.

Sauntering through the archway with both his hands in his pocket, his eyes searched for the woman who was making it difficult for him to fall asleep. Closing in on where the living room was located, Cassian could hear the cute giggling of a child, and when he peeked from a corner - on the couch, Madeline was seated with little Ethan who giggled contentedly at the rhyme song Madeline sang to him.