Third-Person Point of View
Both Riley and Kimberley stared at each other nervously. If their guess was correct, if it was him at the door, things were about to get messy. The twin brothers despised each other. God only knew what would happen now.
"Aren't you going to open the door?" Eash asked, frowning at Kimberley's hesitation.
"I'm going," Kimberley muttered, dragging her feet toward the entrance.
"Why does she look so nervous? Are her parents coming?" Eash turned to Riley, who kept her eyes downcast.
"I don't know," Riley lied. Her stomach churned. She was starving, her ankle throbbed, and she barely had the energy to deal with one brother, let alone both.
"Forget that." Eash crouched in front of her, his voice low. "Did I do something to piss you off? You're acting completely di
