*Will*
Some hours later Kiera and I are walking back to my apartment, the sky painted in hues of orange and pink from the setting sun. Our visit with Frida at the hospital went better than I could have hoped. She was delighted to see us, and when I told her that Kiera would be her aunt and live with us, her face lit up with joy. It felt good to see her smile, to see a glimmer of normalcy amidst the chaos.
On the way up in the elevator, I can’t help but glance sideways at Kiera. She’s still wearing that floral dress, her hair cascading around her shoulders, and the sight makes my heart swell. I never thought I’d find myself in a situation like this… married to someone I barely know, yet here we are, and it feels oddly right.
We step inside, and I kick the door shut behind us, the sound
