Barbara POV

“I have been knocking tirelessly. Why did it take you so long to answer the door?" my aunt asked.

Her questioning glance burned into my eyes and I had to look away. "Uhm, I… I was asleep," I answered quickly.

Her eyes squinted as she observed me. "You look tired and quite nervous. Is everything alright with you?" her tone had a tinge of concern.

"Yes, I am doing just great," I said forcefully, my face hardened into a tight frown.

I was growing impatient. Knowing my aunt, ...