The apartment door opened slowly. Sheena stepped inside with a tired face. A large bag was still hanging from her shoulder. The living room lights were already on.

“You’re home?” Julio’s voice came from the direction of the kitchen.

Sheena nodded briefly. “Yes.”

Julio came out with a small smile. “You look really exhausted.”

“The shoot was long,” Sheena replied flatly. She took off her shoes and walked in without much conversation.

Julio watched her. Something was different. Usually, Sheena would complain a little or joke lightly. This time, she didn’t.

“Have you eaten?” Julio asked, trying to ease the mood.

“Later,” Sheena answered shortly.

Julio stepped closer. As Sheena...