“Where have you been, dear?” Asked Merly. She just left the kitchen and was about to call Emerson for breakfast when Emerose came in from outside.
“Nothing,” the eldest Morgan answered before she went straight to her bedroom.
“Are you not going to eat yet?” Her mother asked but didn’t bother looking at Merly, who shook her head and went to their bedroom to call her husband.
The couple were eating when they heard a knock on the door. They looked at each other before Emerson motioned Merly to get up and check who was knocking. Merly sighed as she walked to the door and opened it.
“Good morning. Is this Ms. Emerose Morgan's house?” Merly’s eyes widened, and she wanted to say no since it was the police who were asking, and she started to feel worried.
“What do you want from her?” she ask
