Eva

Thelma shut the door with a resounding click, her eyes ablaze with a mixture of anger and suspicion. "What was that about?" she demanded, her tone leaving no room for evasion.

"I promise, it's nothing serious," I reassured her, hoping to defuse the tension that hung heavy in the air.

Her brow furrowed, disbelief etched on her features. "What did you want to ask him?"

"I was just curious about something," I evaded, wary of divulging too much.

Thelma's voice turned icy, her suspicions mounting. "Are you sharing details about our relationship with him? Something that could cause problems between us?"

I held up my hands in a gesture...