~Nancy~

　　My hands trembled as I scrubbed furiously at the kitchen counter, my mind swirling with a whirlwind of emotions. Livia's unexpected appearance had caught me off guard, and the confrontation that followed had only served to intensify my anxiety.

　　I hadn't even recovered from the whole outburst when I saw Livia walking into the kitchen, her eyes looking like someone who had just cried and washed her face with water. I felt bad for her, because I knew what ...