Erica's POV

I woke up the next morning feeling very tired and hungry, didn't eat anything last night, I checked to see that Alex was still sleeping.

Poor child yesterday must have been hectic for him. I checked to see if his temperature was fine as I pull the duvet to cover him more, the room was icy cold.

As I was about to leave the bed, I heard the door open Damian came in, carrying a tray of bacon, egg, cheese sandwich, jam donuts, yogurt, and nice-looking juicy apples. My stomach rumbled at its mere sight.

But, being that I am still angry from our little fight last, I...