“What are you doing here?”
Before Zoe could even open her mouth, Diego appeared at the door carrying the grocery bags in his hands. His voice was quick, almost like he had rehearsed it.
“She is my friend. Remember, Alicia and I have known each other way back from college. She came to see me.”
He didn’t wait for Becky to argue. He brushed past her, dropped the grocery bags in the kitchen, and came back to the sitting room. Becky was still standing, her eyes were glued on Zoe. Zoe sat calmly, she crossed her legs, looking unbothered as if Becky wasn’t even there.
“Can I talk to you in private, Becky?” Diego said.
Becky’s eyes didn’t leave Zoe, but she nodded. “Sure, let’s go.”
They went inside his room. Becky’s eyes scanned the space. The designer sneakers were neatly lined up on the r
