Side Story 1:

Kira’s POV:

— 3 year later —

“Mom! Mom! Can I play with her?” Kaelen questioned, his small voice a hopeful whisper that cut through the somber silence. He was pointing a finger at the girl sitting in the seat diagonal to us. Her black hair was tied in a tiny, perfect bun, and she looked back with dull eyes that held a maturity far beyond her years. Her dress was a complete black, no accessories an