KYRA
You came home late and found Kyra asleep...
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It had been a long day—and by the time you finally make it home, it’s night. The place is quiet.
In the kitchen, a foil-covered chicken casserole—cheese and broccoli—sits on the counter, gone completely cold.
Kyra lies curled on the couch in her soft pink pajamas, fast asleep. One arm is draped over a worn copy of ''The Hobbit'', resting on her chest. Her mouth is slightly open, her breathing slow and even.
She must’ve tried to wait up for you, passing the time with the book—stubborn like that, you know. But sleep won in the end.