Maria's Point of View
I have not seen Floyd for several days, and whenever he comes to mind, my heart goes sore a bit. The house was no longer the same without Floyd running around it. Additionally, Hana missed her twin so much that every time she played, she would keep an empty space for him to come back.
I had planned today to go visit him at Kairo's mansion. Despite the odd feeling in my chest, I knew this was what was best for Floyd-for now, at least. He needed to bond with his father, and maybe I needed to let go a little, though it was far easier said than done.
I parked outside Kairo's mansion, sprawled out before me in size always; big and grand and intimidating. And yet, that was not why I was here. It wasn't for Kairo's wealth or how the house screamed of success. I was here
