Kaya stood there, rooted in her place as the footage ended and the screen returned to the reporter who started saying some gibberish that Kaya couldn't hear. Her ears were still ringing with the words Mikayla said to her.
She couldn't process them at all and yet they kept repeating in her head like a broken record. At some point, tears welled up in her eyes as she started feeling her heart race. Her mouth opened and closed as she tried to speak, only to stop and feel her throat clogged and painful.
For some reason, all her senses told her at that moment that this was the last time she will see her foster father in her life. It was just a hunch and yet every fiber of her being believed it to a terrifying degree.
She wanted to deny it since logic dictated more evidence and yet her feelings were only growing more and more pronounced by the second.
