Gabriela Dawson's POV
When Naia left, Matt wrapped me into a hug and kissed me.
"What are you thinking about?" I asked him as he led me to the couch.
"Do you think Naia will ever talk to us?" Matt asked me as he pulled me next to him on the couch.
"I don't know, I really don't know." I answered honestly. Naia was so sweet as so innocent. It was so unfair that she had been treated like that.
"I hope so." Matt said, pulling me closer to him.
"Wow, are you hungry!" I laughed as Naia wolfed down her third bowl of beef stew.
Naia blushed as his her face in the bowl. She finished and wiped her mouth with the napkin.
"Are you done?" Matt asked curiously as he took a spoon full of stew.
Naia nodded and Matt laughed.
"So am I." He said.
"I second that!" I chimed in.
Naia immediately started help me clear the plates.
"Wow, Matt! She's more helpful than you!" I joked. We both looked over at Naia who was rinsing out the plates, completely oblivious with reality.
"Naia?" Matt called out to her.
Naia paused and then I watched as he finger grasped the side of the counter.
"Are you okay Naia?" I asked. Naia looked up at me and nodded thought she was pale and looked terrified.
Matt walked over and scooped Naia up in his arms. I noticed that she flinched ever so slightly.
"Do you want to tell us what's up?" Matt whispered gently. Naia shook her head, but she grabbed onto Matt and buried her head in his shoulder.
I smiled sadly at Matt, "Why don't you take her to the living room, I'll finish up in here."
As soon as I finished rinsing the dishes and putting them in the dishwasher, I wiped my hands on a cloth and made my way to the living room.
Matt had put on a movie and Naia was snuggling him. Matt had laid a protective arm around her, making the sight even sweeter.
Quietly, I sat down on the couch next to Naia. Her hand shyly slipped into mine and we held on.