I sat in the living room whilst Maria did the explaining to Mom. All I can think of is Rora, the way she looked at me felt so strangely disturbing.

Like she wanted to kill me.

I am putting way too much thought into this. She must have let out her frustration from somewhere else on me.

“I will talk to her,” Mom said, sounding stressed.

Feeling her gaze on me, I look up but she quickly looks away.

“Don't you two have classes today? Go get ready and head to the University. I am not ...