That evening, Roderic and Grace prepared a lavish welcome dinner filled with all of my absolute favorite dishes.
I slumped blissfully onto the plush sofa without a care in the world, needing to do nothing more than wait for food to be served.
Right then, my phone rang, displaying an unfamiliar number.
Vaguely guessing who it was, I hesitated for a fleeting moment before pressing the answer button.
Sure enough, Hector's voice came crashing through the speaker, frantic and dripping with rage. "Selene! Have you completely lost your mind?! How dare you get someone to hurl abuse at my grandmother?!
"Do you have any idea that her blood pressure shot straight up because of you?!"
I didn't even bother arguing with him anymore, offering only a flat, indifferent query. "And?"
My icy, detached
