Maria's Point of View
"You must be joking." Lizelle's voice cut, laced with venom as she slammed her coffee cup onto the table. We were at our favorite café, whose air was thick with the smell of fresh pastry and shots of espresso. Neither of us was paying attention to any of that.
I exhaled loudly, my fingers running through my hair in frustration. "No, I'm not. He seriously thinks that he should split up the twins, Liz. He wants Floyd to live with him. Just Floyd. Like that's even an option."
Lizelle flashed in anger. "That's insane! Twins have been together since birth, Maria. They need each other! What the hell is Kairo thinking?"
"I don't know," I said with a grunt as I leaned back into my chair, sagging my body from Kairo's demands. "He said Floyd needs him now more than ever si
