Luna strutted past me with her red pumps clacking heels.

I could still smell her heavy, sensual perfume and wrinkled my nose in disgust.

For a few seconds, I stood rooted to the spot in the empty hallway and tried to calm myself down.

This woman was evil personified.

Next to her, Blake seemed almost like a harmless schoolgirl.

A loud noise from the kitchen, as if someone was slamming the dishwasher shut without first pushing the fully loaded bottom drawer in, tore me out of my thoughts.

Mist.

The triplets had apparently finished eating.

Frightened, I literally took to my heels and fled to my room as quickly as...