Chloe sat quietly in her room, staring at the screen of her phone. Her fingers swiped lazily as her mind wandered back to the argument earlier. The knock on her door startled her. She looked up, her heart beating a little faster.
“Chloe? It’s Oscar,” came the familiar voice from the other side.
She hesitated for a moment before calling out, “I’m sorry I didn’t stay in the living room with you guys. I wasn’t in the mood.”
Oscar’s voice was calm and friendly. “It’s fine, Chloe. Don’t worry about it. I’ll stop by another time, okay?”
She sighed and said, “Thanks, Oscar. Have a safe trip.”
“Take care,” he replied, and she listened as his footsteps faded down the hallway.
Chloe leaned back in her chair, feeling a mix of guilt and relief. Oscar was kind, and she hated that he’d been caught
