DEMI
"Thank you for coming." Aunt says with a ghost of a smile. I am not ready to be around my aunt and cousin yet. My body language screams this fact. However, we might as well get it over with.
Kira sits across the center table in the small living room. Like mine, her legs are crossed and her back straight. She is looking at me but not contemptibly as usual. There's a churning mix of shame and envy swimming in her eyes. Her mother nudges her to stop to staring fixedly at me.
"Demi, we apologize for our poor behavior at your in-law's place. We agree that sometimes, we can come off as unloving and distant…"
