The next day, Leon drove me home. And as we entered the house, the atmosphere was tense. I immediately noticed my mom and Fin sitting in the living room, engaged in a serious conversation. As soon as my mom saw Leon, her expression shifted to one of anger.
"You're back. Of course, you are," my mom stated, she didn’t even bother to filter the sarcasm in her tone.
I sensed that Leon stiffened, but he remained silent, his jaw tightening as he met my mom's gaze. I felt the tension in the air, and it was clear that something was off.
We walked towards them. "Mom, what's going on? Why are you looking at Leon like that?"
Fin shifted uncomfortably in his seat, avoiding eye contact with me. My mom's eyes narrowed as she took a deep breath, clearly trying to keep her composure.
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