Kairo's Point of View
I leaned against the sleek hood of my car, a sense of anticipation buzzing through me as I awaited Lucy's emergence from the restaurant. The cool night air blew gently, signaling the transition from day to night. My mind was consumed with our recent conversation, where I had finally mustered up the courage to apologize and open up about the stress my mother was putting on me. I longed to spend more time with Lucy and her children.
At last, after what felt like an eternity, Lucy emerged looking exhausted but relieved when she saw me waiting for her. With a small smile, she made her way over to me and I could see the tension in her shoulders ease with each step.
"You waited," she said, surprise lacing her words.
"Of course," I replied, pushing myself off the car an
