Because that’s what I was here for. That was the price of breathing in a world that didn’t want me.
Ava wasn’t done, of course.
She stood in the doorway of her bedroom, holding out a small basket full of laundry.
“You can do this next,” she said sweetly. “Oh, and be extra careful with the delicates. They’re imported. Wouldn’t want you to mess them up.”
I took the basket wordlessly and turned away.
As I carried it toward the laundry room, I caught movement from the far end of the hallway.
Two figures leaning against the doorframe.
Leon and Damian.
Of course.
They hadn’t said a word the entire time.
They're just watching the drama.
Leon was leaned back with his arms folded, his expression unreadable. Damian had that half-smirk on his face like he was watching a comedy show and wai
