Kevan was wearing a light gray sweatshirt. The sleeves were rolled up to his elbows.

"How come you're back so early?" He was wiping his hands dry with a paper towel as he walked out of the kitchen.

Larissa kicked off her heels. She walked toward Kevan with Aster.

"It's just dinner." She took the chance to throw her handbag onto the couch. She asked Kevan, "How about you two? Have you eaten?"

"We just finished," Kevan replied. "I was washing the dishes."

Larissa froze as she looked at his ha