Once she was inside, he gently closed the door and was sitting beside her in the driver’s seat a moment later. He started to put the car into gear, but she placed a hand on his, stopping him.

“Xavier, I remember our time together at the Children’s Home fondly.” Her eyebrows pulled together in concern. “Why don’t you?”

He looked down at the steering wheel, obviously trying to find the right words. “Kira, the Children’s Home is a reminder to me that your life can change at a moment’s notice.”

Kira cocked her head to the side, listening.

Xavier looked out the windshield, not really seeing anything. “I hated having...