Blaze's POV:
I watched Kyra as she plopped down on our couch with a sigh. I requested our dinner be sent up to us tonight, I didn't think Kyra would be up for eating in the dining hall, yet. I had watched her reactions and felt her emotions as we had spoken to Marcos. The sadness she felt as he spoke of his boys was strong, and I knew it took a toll on her emotionally.
She looked exhausted, completely drained tonight.
"So," she started as she kicked her shoes off, "Where are your thoughts at?"
I smiled at her as I sat down, pulling her feet into my lap. "About what? Everything or just Marcos?" I asked as I started messaging her feet. "Hmmm," she hummed as she closed her eyes and leaned back, "Everything and Marcos."
"I think for the most part, everyone is going to be very helpful an
