The doorbell rang.

Ding dong.

Thalia was coming down the stairs, tying the belt of her robe, when she reached the door. The moment she opened it, Rosy barged in, shoving her aside.

“Move, bitch!” Rosy yelled, brushing past her.

“Rosy! You can’t just barge in here like a goat!” Thalia shouted, running after her.

Rosy only laughed as she dashed toward the staircase, her heels clicking against the marble floor. She was rushing up when she missed a step, her body tipping forward.

Before she could fall, George caught her by the wrists, holding her firmly.

Rosy’s eyes widened in shock, her heart beating faster.

Thalia froze on the...