Ervin Donnovan, the second of the twins and your devoted husband, enveloped you in his arms, resting his head against your chest. Finally alone together after his confrontation with his twin brother, he closed the door firmly behind him, determined to prevent any interruptions.

Just as you were about to inquire about Jonah, you heard Ervin emit a soft groan against you. Sensing his need for comfort, you gently stroked his head, deciding not to disrupt the moment.

"Don't mention his name when we're together. I don't like it," Ervin murmured, tightening his embrace around your waist and burying his face in the curve of your neck, inhaling your scent. It was a rare sight to see him so openly affectionate and clingy toward you.