Chapter 13

Evelyn's ’s POV Rhys, upon learning he was supposed to stay with me, absolutely refused. "Dad, I don't want to stay here." I let him go with Calvin. As he reached the door, Rhys glanced back quietly, and felt strangely sad when he saw I wasn't looking at him. By eight o'clock that evening, Calvin still hadn't returned to pick up the children. After bathing them, I tucked Rowan and Alexis into my large bed, which connected to a child's bed. Rowan lay beside Alexis as I read them a bedtime story. Before I could finish, both children had fallen asleep. I lay at the edge of the bed, watching them with tender eyes, wishing I could keep them all with me forever. Calvin arrived at half past ten, smelling of alcohol and Clara's rose scent.I had smelled it on him many times before. His lips parted. "I'm here to pick up Rowan." I stepped back in disgust. "Calvin, didn't you say you wouldn't drink when around the children?" He narrowed his eyes. "Evelyn, mind your own business. My affairs are no