The little girl lifted her arms up toward her mother, and though petite and already carrying one child inside her, Kaya picked her daughter up with ease. The slight stature of her frame belied the strength of the little goddess. Despite the cold of the December wind, she doesn't seem fazed by it.

She moved to take the hand of her husband, tucking her smaller one in his larger. She looked up at him, an indulgent smile on her face. "I hear tell that there's a house around here that's just perfect for us. Like to go find it, my love?" She asked him softly. This place held so much memory. Good, but the bad was especially painful. The change came here.