Fifty-Six.

(Alphonso’s POV)

I turned in my bed groggily.

I definitely felt much more rested than before I went down, but now I couldn’t help but wonder how long it had been.

I didn’t get much time to contemplate about that as I turned and felt myself fall back into sleep, not even recalling what had awoken me in the first place.

But then I heard it again and it made me shoot up to a sitting position, “what?” I murmured as I rubbed my eyes.

I looked at the door, my eyes half closed, wondering if I had imagined the whole thing. My mind was too exhausted to even think straight.

But I recalled why I was here in the first place and jumped out of my bed.

I hope Lily is alright. I thought as I opened the door and my eyes went wide when Frank rushed to me, “daddy!” He exclaimed excitedly.

“Hello son.” I carried him up, “what are you doing here?”

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