Alina stood in front of Lorraine’s door, her brows furrowed and a deep frown on her face. She was clearly still upset.

"That jerk," she muttered under her breath and angrily stomped her foot on the floor. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, then entered the passcode and pushed the door open.

As soon as she stepped inside, she saw Lorraine lying on the couch, clearly bored out of her mind. It looked like she hadn’t moved all day.

Lorraine’s face lit up the moment ...