"She's not back yet. Good evening," she muttered, her head ducked. He massaged the space between his nose and hissed softly before heading out of the kitchen to his room. She rolled her eyes and continued with her work. She wondered why they both ignored her greetings. Maybe that was how they are, she thought.

She finished cleaning the kitchen and went to the living room. She settled down on the soft carpet and stared at the blank TV. She sighed softly and hugged her knees. She didn't ...