Someone knocks against the glass door.
I forgot Marcelo is staying in the attic. He must have left this morning and just came back.
I look at the clock. It's almost 2 am.
Once I gather up all the energy, I open the window.
Marcelo hops inside with the hood on his head. "I'm glad to know you're the type to lock up your window at night." He brushes off the snow from his shoes. I hope he's planning to clean that up later.
I click on the night lamp. I was ready to ask him why he came back so late until I saw the bruise near his lips. "What happened?"
He grabs the string for the stairs, "Oh. Nothing," he says. "I ran into an idiot."
It didn't take much to put the pieces together. Marcelo must have heard what happened today and got into a fight with Cole. He probably used some other excus
