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Lewis's POV:
I quietly opened the door to the house, in case Cleo and the babies were asleep. After locking the door behind me, I started to walk upstairs, but noticed Cleo asleep on the couch. I went over to her, intent on taking her upstairs.
"Hi, Lewis." Cleo sleepily whispered, opening her eyes a bit.
"Hey, Cleo." I replied, sitting on the edge of the couch.
"I was worried about you." Cleo said, moving to sit up.
"I'm sorry I worried you, Cleo. I ran into Ash on when I was walking." I responded.
"Did he help you?" Cleo inquired.
"Help me how, Cleo?" I asked.
"You were angry, at me. For keeping the babies from you." Cleo replied.
"Yeah, he did. A lot, actually." I answered.
"Good. I'm glad he could." Cleo murmured, her eyes drifting shut. She leaned against me, and I wrapped my arm around her.
"I love you, Cleo." I whispered, and pressed a kiss to the top of her head.
