Maria's Point of View
The light streaming in through windows wasn't quite as soothing today as it had been the day before. It was stinging, almost pulling me from the dreamlike state that I'd been in since Kairo kissed me on the beach. Last night filled so many unsaid emotions, today? Reality cut in.
I stand at the sink, washing the morning's dishes half-witted, while outside, the kids play. The windows are open so that laughter and joy falter inside bringing a smile to my face. Kairo needs to be spoken to clearly-before things become any more complicated than they already are.
As if on cue, Kairo stood in the doorway. His presence was unmistakable, though I hadn't heard him walk in. Slow steps he advanced, trampling around me as if worried of my condition and sensing there must be ten
