Regynn Winters

Question Marks

“I thought you’d be happy. She’s not alone anymore, she’s got someone.”

Kya shook her head and glanced at her sister, “Not the right someone though. Not the one she’s meant to be with.”

Clair speared another bite of egg, waving it at Kya for a moment before popping it into her mouth, “You’re not the one who decides these things.”

The red head looked down from the window of her flat, watching Regynn and Jonah walking down the street laden with baskets of food. “I didn’t, fate did.” She said, slumping into her chair and giving her untouched breakfast a dejected glare, “But fate is fickle.” She muttered.

“Well I don’t believe in fate, we make our own fate.” Clair answered, her own gaze turned toward the window. “I don’t like it. I don’t like him. He’s too many question marks. Who is he? Where did he come from? Why did he latch on to her?”

She looked back at her sister, a flicker of concern in her eyes, “You okay sis?”

Kya looked up, with a ghost of a smile and a nod of her head, “Yeah. I’m fine. Everything’s fine.”

But Clair had already turned back toward the window. “I gotta go.” she said as she pushed her chair back from the table and rose.

“Where are you going” Kya asked curiously.

Clair paused, her gaze going from her sister to the window, “To get some answers.”