*Will*
I feel without a doubt that Kiera is close to a minor panic attack, it is rippling through the air, thick and palpable. Christina’s news hangs over us like a storm cloud, darkening the moment. Temporary custody? My heart races as I try to catch Kiera’s eye, but she’s lost in her thoughts, her brow furrowed with confusion and worry. The last thing I want is for her to feel trapped in this situation, but I also can’t ignore the reality we’re facing.
“Will,” Kiera whispers, her voice barely above a breath. “We didn’t think it through… we really didnt.” The panic is laced with an undercurrent of fear, and I can see it in her eyes… she’s questioning the sanity of everything.
I reach for her, wanting to bridge the gap, to pull her back to me, but she flinches, stepping away. “Please, d
