KAIA’S POV
When I was done folding the clothes, I volunteered to help with sweeping the floor, still trying hard to push away the heavy thoughts in my chest and do exactly what Athena adviced. I mean it shouldn't be that hard, right? Just try to stop worrying and just let everything move naturally...... Except it isn't really as easy as it is saying it in words.
A sudden knock sounded at the door, making me pause.
I glanced at Athena, who was carefully mixing herbs into a bowl. “I’ll get it,” I offered quickly, grateful for another distraction.
She nodded without looking up. “Thank you, dear.”
I set the broom against the wall and walked over to open the door. Standing there was a man I recognized from the border patrol. His clothes were dusty, and there was a hint of sweat on his bro
