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Sean looks at the trays.

Then at me.

“Again?”

“I couldn't sleep.”

His expression softens.

“I know.”

He walks toward the island.

“What are you making?”

Arthur answers before I can.

“Blueberry turnovers, cream cheese Danish, and chocolate pastries.”

Sean looks at him.

“I asked Sage.”

“I've been waiting longer.”

“You've been sitting there doing nothing.”

“I'm providing emotional support.”

“You ate chocolate chips.”

“I needed energy.”

Hayley laughs beside me.

Sean looks at her.

For one second, something passes between them.

Then he looks away.

Good.

I don't know why that's good.

Maybe because everything is already changing too fast.

I need them to be my parents before they decide what they are to each other.

The oven timer rings.

All four men move.

I point at them.

“Nobody touches anything.”

They stop.