Sylvia's POV
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As soon as Cairo and I arrived home, I felt a heavy weight settle in my chest.
Every step toward the door seemed heavier. My heart ached from the anxiety inside me.
I was scared, scared of what I might have to say to the twins about the truth concerning Cairo.
Even before we entered the house, laughter echoed from inside, the sound of the twins playing.
For a brief second, I wished I could turn back and delay this moment just a little longer.
A gentle squeeze on my hand stopped me. Cairo's small fingers tightened around mine, grounding me.
"Are you… afraid to tell them, M-mom?" he asked softly, looking up at me with those calm, understanding eyes that no child his age should have.
I hesitated. He could read me so easily, as if he could see straight through me.
I tried so hard to keep up. I wanted to nod, to admit that yes, I was terrified but instead, I forced a small, shaky smile.
"I-I'm just…" I started, but the words faded.
