Reign was knee-deep in work when her phone rang.
She had spent the entire morning at her father's house, overseeing the renovations. The walls were being repainted with soft cream colour instead of Kora's garish pink, and some other work was going on.
It was coming together.
Slowly, but surely, the house was starting to feel like hers again.
"Move it two inches to the left," Reign called to one of the workers struggling with a large vase. "No…left. Your other left."
The man adjusted, and Reign nodded. "Perfect. Thank you."
Her phone buzzed again, insistent in her cargo pants pocket, and she pulled it out from her pocket, glancing at the screen.
Faeth.
Reign smiled and answered. "Hey,"
"Rey, what happened between you and my uncle?"
Reign froze. Her stomach dropped.
"Why do you as
