EMILY’S POV
Kimberly slowly brought down her hands that had been about to knock on the door, she smiled, extending out the basket filled with fresh bread she held in her hands.
“May I come,” she said, a gentle smile on her face.
Emily took her in.
She was putting on a long dark blue gown, her white hair flowing down neatly against her back, her face fresh with a red glossy lipstick, smearing her lips.
“Hello!!” she said, her smile forced.
Emily snapped to her senses, ushering her in as she took the basket of bread.
Kimberly smiled, before walking past her into the house, her eyes taking in everything.
Who was it? Sheila asked, as she turned.
She frowned, before greeting Kimberly.
Emily ushered Kimberly to the sitting area, sharing an awkward glance with Sheila, before followi
