Amelia
I moved carefully through the house, watching every step so I wouldn't trip or knock anything over. Everything around me was expensive and I definitely didn't have the kind of money it would take to replace even a single broken item right now.
Just as I reached the stairs, a voice cut through the silence. "Sneaked out of the house and sneaking back in, in the middle of the night," Maxwell said calmly.
I froze, Slowly, I turned around and squinted, trying to see him in the dark. After a moment, I spotted him sitting in the corner of the room, his legs crossed casually, a glass of drink in his hand.
"Good evening to you too, Mr. Maxwell," I said, forcing my voice to sound steady. "I left a message for you, I said I would be spending the weekend at my parents' place."
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