I was halfway through dramatically judging one cooking show when suddenly—
the apartment door opened.
I looked up immediately.
“Oh good you’re back early—”
Then stopped.
Because the person entering wasn’t Adrian.
It was a woman.
She was tall,elegant and was dragging a suitcase behind her.
She had Long dark black hair with Sharp gray eyes,sort of like Adrian's
And the second she looked up—
recognition hit me immediately.
Oh my God.
Adrian’s sister.
I remember when Adrian showed me a picture of her.
The woman froze too after spotting me.
Then very slowly—
her gaze traveled over: the blanket, the couch, my clothes , my messy hair, then finally my face.
Silence.
Then
in a thick British accent—
“Did my brother move out without informing me?”
I nearly choked.
“No— no no,”
