Mona

I left Eva's room, my mind focused on the plan we had devised. My footsteps echoed through the silent mansion as I headed to Christopher's room. As I entered, I found him sipping tea from the cup I had carefully prepared earlier.

"What did you and Eva talk about?" Christopher asked, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. "You wasted a lot of time."

I shrugged, feigning nonchalance. "I just checked on her, saw how she was doing, and gave her the pad."

He chuckled, a cold edge to his voice. "When did you start caring about Eva's welfare?"

My expression turned somber, my voice laced with false concern. "I felt...