“Xander?”

Brooklyn ignored his presence behind her, moving her back to rest against the handrails of the staircase.

“You— you’ve been home all these while?”

Whitney sounded surprised, and she scoffed with her eyelids blinking repeatedly at him.

Xander’s heavy footsteps stormed down the stairs, his eyes flashing from Whitney to Brooklyn.

“Whitney,” he gave her a narrowed gaze, both hands dug into his pocket. “What are you doing? And Kim,” he shifted his gaze to ...