KAYLA POINT OF VIEW

“Kayla, I owe you a lot,” my mother muttered softly after long hours of silence. “But I promise to tell you everything about yourself when you get better. Anyone could be listening right now, and that would be as good as death.”

I nodded, still lost in thought, hoping Nadia hadn’t heard anything that could endanger me, especially my baby.

“When are you going to tell Zuko that you’re pregnant with his child?” my mother asked, giving me a curious look.

My ...