*Ari's POV*
"You have to feed a big pack, huh?" I said ruefully. Apsara sighed while opening the refrigerator. "I'm sorry for putting this you. I wish I could stay." I'd been used to cooking dinners for my parents and for Thanksgiving at the McCoys' house back at Sunnywind and Brilliant Cove. I wished to relive those memories, or just see that moment again.
But cooking for government officials and those lunatics leading the Project sure wouldn't be a merry memory.
Apsara tucked her hair behind her ear. "I don't hate it," she said. "I used to cook for Maya and myself everyday. I can handle it." Looking at her clear and focused eyes, I couldn't decipher if she was worried. I couldn't detect a single ounce of fear, even for her sister, which amazed me. "Besides, you're wo
