ARIANNE'S ANNOYED face greeted Aela the moment she stepped inside the museum's office. It doesn't take a genius to know why the woman's mood is down like that. After all, they just saw some people whose faces were already enough to ruin their day.
"I'm sure you also saw them," Arianne spoke to her friend as she stapled some papers together. "Did they make a scene in the lobby? I can see your disturbed expression, Aela."
Aela sat on her swivel chair before drinking the cold water from the tumbler, which was prepared by Damian so that she wouldn't be dehydrated from hours of working. The cold sensation of the water dampened her throat, and it gave an immediate feeling of relief to her body.
"Almost," she answered as she put the lid back on the tumbler. "They almost made a scene. They even
