Alessia’s POV
The building was quiet when I finally got home. Seeing how even the neighbors who usually played loud music at night had gone to bed, it became clear that I had stayed out really late.
I climbed the stairs slowly, my bag on my shoulder and my shoes in my hand because somewhere along the stairs, my feet had stopped cooperating, and by the time I reached our door, my energy was at an all-time low.
I didn’t even have the energy to check if Mr Kane had driven off or if he was still staring at me.
I pushed the door open with the little strength I had.
Kate was on the couch when I walked in, a blanket pulled up to her chin and the television playing softly in the background. She looked up when I came through, then at the clock on the wall, and back at me with her ‘why were you
