Mother

They landed back in New York at five in the morning. One of Ryke’s drivers was already there to welcome them. He dropped off Charlotte at her apartment complex first before taking Mr. and Mrs. Stoll back to their cottage house in the outskirts of the city. They were both exhausted and their bodies were heavy with the weight of a very long flight. “Should we take a bath?” Scarlett asked her husband. “Yeah it might help us relax. I’ll go make it.” “No, babe. You’re more tired than I am. Just go lay down and I’ll call you when the bath is ready.” “Mmh...Okay, babe.” Ryke kissed her forehead. He didn’t even have the motivation to go all the way to his bedroom. He just laid down on the sofa in the living room. Scarlett made her way down the hall, already taking off her coat. She was still a little sad, thinking about Charlotte. Damon’s lack of interest had truly affected her and Scarlett wished she could do something to help her but it seemed like the only thing her friend needed was a litt