We are Family

A troublesome look marred Sasha's exquisite appearance as she let a melancholic sigh escape her perfectly parted crimson red lips. "It's not that I don't understand that she can take care of herself, it's just that… Haiz… Sometimes, it seems like she is struggling with something that she can't bring herself to tell me about… She didn't even eat breakfast…"

Cassius glanced over at the laid-out pallet of food on the kitchen table. Seeing a total of three plates on the table made him feel especially conflicted. It was also at that moment that he realized part of this whole ordeal was his burden to bear. He turned toward Sasha's saddened side view, prompting her to hold his smoldering gaze. Although still extremely taken aback by how much he had changed, she still listened to every word he was about to say.