Chapter 161: I might still have a shot

The house was quiet. The babies had been put to sleep—Audrey in her crib in Mara’s room, and Andrew in the guest nursery Ethan had requested, prepared, though Mara had stood at the door longer than necessary before letting the nanny settle him in.

Mara stepped out into the hallway, her silk robe tied loosely. She paused at Rafael’s door and knocked softly.