Kai’s POVThe kitchen was empty at night. Dim lights and empty spaces give me room to think. I liked to roam around the kitchen, eating some ice-cream or leftovers when I can’t sleep. Today, the chefs left some plates out for me. They knew about my little night ritual. I ate the food, slowly. I was sitting in the dark.

A few minutes later, I heard footsteps coming into the kitchen. I sat quietly hoping for them to go away.

But when I saw Chiara, I sat up. She didn’t see me at first. She ...