The apartment door opened quietly. The key turning was barely audible over the rain, still dripping lightly outside. Victoria's high heels hit the wooden floor with lazy steps. Her body was lazy. Her head throbbed. Her stomach felt as if it had been twisted since noon. She only wanted to sink into silence, change her clothes, and go to bed.
But what greeted her was not the silence she expected.
Leona sat at the end of the sofa, her arms crossed over her chest, her face stiff as a stone. Her gaze was piercing, as if she could see through Victoria's outer shell and see what was hidden inside.
Tessa stood by the window, equally calm but clearly hiding a storm behind her soft eyes.
"Just home?" Leona said matter-of-factly, her voice cold, sharp, cutting like a dagger.
Victoria paused in t
