Kamaria
“How can we live in the same house and I barely see you?” Summer asks as she walks into the kitchen. She walks over to the coffee machine and prepares her coffee. I am sitting at the island with a bowl of cereal.
It’s been two weeks since I’ve been home. I have stayed busy by working with the fighters and warriors on their techniques using the skills my father taught me growing up. Summer and I usually see each other as she takes over the cardio aspect of the training and I finish in the skill set portion. After training I grab a quick early lunch and a nap. Stella has been so calm since we’ve been back that I haven’t had to rely on staying up late and being crazily active to keep her under control.
Brendon has kept his word and had a date planned for us every night apart from
