Ivonne’s POV

“Guess it's gonna be a long one,” Jarvis muttered, his lips forming a smile but his voice sounding annoyed for some reason. Again I didn't ponder on it.

“How about a drink or refreshments, snacks maybe?” Martha listed out in a question, her gaze moving around the room till it stopped on me and she offered me a meaningful look as she blurted the words, “help, anyone?”

“I’ll go get them,” Lora offered, granting me a calming smile.

Unknowingly my finger had begun ...