Kaira's POV

"I'm sorry..." I whispered, guilt written all over my face.

But Helen didn’t even seem to hear me. Confusion flashed in her eyes as she quickly bent to grab the pot lid, covering the food back, then pulled at her oversized gown and threw it aside.

I just stood there, frozen, watching her every move. My lips parted like I wanted to say something, but I didn’t. It wouldn’t change anything now.

When she took off the gown, I thought she was about to change right there in the ...