SECURED

JEALOUSY.

• KIRRIL •

I woke up this morning, I felt a rush of relief and happiness. It was a joy to have Ciya back in our lives, but there was a nagging worry that I couldn't shake. Sometimes, in the middle of the night, I'd find myself staring at the ceiling, wondering if all this was just a dream and if, somehow, she'd disappear again. The fear of something happening to her was almost paralyzing.

I often wanted to sneak into her room to check on her, just to make sure she was alright, but I knew that would probably come off as overbearing. I didn't want to intrude on her space or make her feel like she couldn't have her privacy.

I even had a chat with Ray about it, suggesting that Ciya's bedroom should be next to mine. I figured it would make it easier for me to keep an eye on her. But, of course, Ciya chose a room further away, and I couldn't exactly complain about that. She had her reasons, and as long as she was happy and comfortable, that's what really mattered.

Still, a small part of me felt a bit grumpy about it. It's not that I didn't trust her choice, but the idea of having her so close, where I could check on her more easily, was comforting. But I had to remind myself that she's grown up, and part of her happiness is having her own space. So, even if I'm a little annoyed that she didn't take my suggestion, I'd do my best to respect her choice and focus on the fact that she's here with us again.

I made my way downstairs, feeling a bit more at ease than I had in recent days. The house was bustling with the usual morning activity, and I greeted my brothers with a little smile"Good morning!" as I entered the kitchen.

Roman and Ivian responded with their own "Good mornings," and I couldn't help but notice the subtle change in their expressions. There was a noticeable relief on their faces-a stark contrast to the tension and worry that had been so present since Ciya's return. It was as if the weight had been lifted just a little, and I could see it in their eyes.

Ciya's presence had undoubtedly shifted the mood in the house. The morning had started to feel lighter, and even though I was still cautious, the relief was noticable among us all. It was good to see that Roman and Ivian were no longer carrying that same burden of worry they'd had before.

As I poured myself a cup of coffee, I glanced up and noticed Ray coming downstairs. There was something noticeably different about him today. His step was lighter, and his expression was soft than usual. It was clear that he was in an unusually good mood.

"Good morning, Ray," I said with a smile, trying to match his upbeat tone.

Ray responded with a smile. "Good morning, everyone"

Ivian and Roman exchanged glances, their curiosity matching mine. We could all sense that Ray's mood was more than just a typical morning enthusiasm. It was almost as if something had happened to make him even more upbeat than usual.

As I sipped my coffee, I was still mulling over the morning's conversation when Ray turned his attention to me, his expression serious yet oddly relaxed.

"Kirril," Ray said, his tone taking on a more formal edge. "I wanted to talk to you about our princess."

I straightened up, setting my mug down, my interest piqued. "Yeah, what's up?"

Ray glanced around to make sure we had a bit of privacy, then looked back at me. "Ciya's been expressing a strong desire to practice her training. I think you can trained her well."

I got confused, she should be resting why she wants to get trained.

My mind jolted awake at those words. "What? What happened? Is she alright?"