What Happened?

Aaron Cyrus: February 23rd,20XX

It was a moment in which I sympathized with all the parents in the world, despite not officially being a parent myself.

It had only been a single day. I had only taken some time to myself, not even up to a day and more like a few hours. It wasn’t like they were all toddlers at a beach house either.

So why was it that when I returned in the evening, Joyce was having a mental breakdown, Eva had passed out on a medical cot, Archer looked like he’d mentally retreated into himself, the twins looked like toddlers and Destia was in a hospital bed?

“Aaron!”

Tillo ran over to me first, which was surprising, and flung his small body against my leg. I waited for Kaja to do the same, but she stubbornly stayed seated where she was and went as far as to turn up her nose in the opposite direction.

Did they fight?