Sunshine's POV
The door clicked shut behind Hana.
I stood in the kitchen doorway holding a glass of water I hadn't drunk, watching Kael stare at nothing.
The house felt different now. Like someone had rearranged the furniture just slightly — everything in the same place but nothing quite where you remembered it.
I set the glass down.
"You okay?"
Stupid question. Of course he wasn't okay.
He turned around. And the look on his face — God, the look on his face. He wasn't angry. He wasn't composed. He was just... tired. The kind of tired that has nothing to do with sleep.
"I'm sorry," he said.
"For what?"
"For all of that." He gestured vaguely toward the door. "For her showing up here. For not warning you about her. For—"
"Kael."
"I should have told you about Hana. You had every ri
