XIMENA’S POV
The sound of the doorbell echoed through the house. I groaned, dragging myself off the couch as I exited t****k. I was so damn sure it was another one of those nosy neighbours coming to ask why there were police patrolling around the house, or worse, Zayn had sent someone to check on me again.
I swung the door open, already annoyed, but the sight before me made my blood boil.
“What the hell are you doing here?” I snapped, gripping the door handle tighter.
She didn’t answer. Instead, she just stared at me with that calm expression she always had, the one that made me want to scream and rip my hair out. I wanted to slam the door shut in her face, but before I could react, she reached for the door and pushed it open with more force than I expected.
I staggered a few steps ba
