Elena walked into the house that night.

She couldn’t let anyone see how tired she was not now.

She forced her face to stay calm as she walked toward the kitchen to meet Sophia.

She sat at the counter with one leg crossed over the other, a glass of wine resting loosely in her hand.

The moment she saw Elena, her eyes widened.

“Vivian!”

Sophia quickly set her glass down.

“Where have you been? I was worried.”

Elena stopped for a second and just looked at Sophia's face.

Worried?

The word almost made her laugh,instead she walked over and sat beside her.

She let her shoulders drop and her hands...