“Sabrina,”
I looked behind me when someone suddenly disrupted the silence that filled inside the kitchen of the Omega house.
Helen was standing at the doorway of the dirty kitchen, holding a couple more dishes from the dining area after the people ate for dinner. She just stood there, looking at me, shocked.
“I didn’t realize you still need to do that.”
“I still live here,” I just told her. This is my first time seeing her since she was hospitalized after that rogue attack in the market.
She just continued watching me with her dark eyes, not moving from her spot. I reluctantly smiled at her, forcing the act out to be polite, when she didn’t say anything more and just turned my back and opened the faucet.
The sound of the flowing water immediately occupied the place and I rinsed off
