Chapter thirty-five

Abbigail's POV 

I woke to faint whimpering, but it wasn't Shawn. I could hear Jordan murmur Miranda's name like she was having a nightmare. I climb out of bed and feel my way toward Jordan's room across the hall. 

I enter her room, sit on the edge of her bed and gently shake her shoulder. "I'm sorry I woke you. I'll be okay," she chokes quietly and I feel her roll away from me.

I climb in and cuddle up at her back. She lets out a calming breath and hugs my hand to her chest. "Is this okay," I ask in a soothing whisper. "I'm still trying to figure out how to parent a teenager."

"This is the most motherly comfort I've ever had," she chokes in a whisper. "Thank you."

"Don't be afraid to come get me if you need to talk or if you can't sleep," I say quietly and she lets out a relieved breath. 

I woke up with intense nausea and my breaths were shaky. I sit up, hoping to get passed it. I feel Jordan sit up beside me and