We got to Kamilia’s fast, considering the traffic. However, the closer we got, the more anxious I became. I scrolled through emails but did not open any of them. Just giving my fingers something to do. It was the same feeling I had when she was taping up Rosaria’s wound on her arm. This never should have happened, and I should have been there to protect her.

Pulling into the driveway, Aleksei, Lec and I got out. We probably would have turned heads, but we’d been here so many times ...