Athena walked into my bedroom quietly, shutting the door behind her with a soft click. She dropped my bag gently on the bed and placed the drug sachet carefully on the bedside cabinet. Her eyes scanned the room slowly, pausing on the family photos on the wall, the soft curtains, the little toys near the edge of the bed.She took a deep breath and folded her arms across her chest, her mind racing.

"Where do I start from?" she whispered under her breath, her eyes still darting from corner to ...