Zuriel. 

" What are you doing here, Eloise? I ended an important meeting because of you," My sister scowls and goes to my liquor cabinet and fishes out a strong drink, pouring in two glasses and giving me one.

" I came to see your office building. Is this where you make cars?" she asks, taking another sip of her whiskey. 

" No, this is the office- Eloise, what are you doing here?" I ask again. She sits before my desk, crosses her legs, and faces me. She has that stern sister look, 

" Why don't you want a child, Zuzu?" 

" Don't fucking call me that!" I hiss, hitting...