No one from her family felt like celebrating Christmas anymore. Cory was still at the hospital and danger was still looming over them. No one knew when their enemies would attack them and things weren't getting any better.
Cayenne was sitting on her lounge chair at the balcony while waiting for her husband to come back with food. She wanted to cheer herself up but she would still feel gloomy in a matter of seconds. Stefan was also getting worried for her.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Cayenne stood up and walked to the door. When she opened it, she saw Kyle standing with a small bowl of ice cream. "Let's talk?"
"Kyle..."
"Don't shoulder everything up. It's not your fault that bad things happen."
She pouted her lips and received the dessert from his brother. "I'm worrying you guys again." She muttered while opening the door a little wider to let him in. "I just can't help it."
"Your husband feels sad when you are sad."
