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A middle aged female smiles sheepishly totally misunderstanding the situation at the door her hand still poised at the knob, I’ve seen her around the compound a few times.

“I-it’s nothing, com-come in” I stuttered, making things worst. With his hands on my hips and me rising off the floor, it looks like I was just on my knees, under his table, probably doing something.

Sweet Selene. Someone shoot me right now.

“Alina, right?” I nod, no longer surprised that everyone seems to know my name these days. My gaze rested on her nose because I cannot bring myself to look her in the eyes, even though I'm not guilty of what she thought she walked into.

“How have you been my dear?”

“I’m fine thank you,” I say, my face still slightly hot. I go to move “I’ll leave you so you can talk”

She waves me away “Oh, no dear, you can stay” turning to Zayne she continues “So I wanted to talk about Joel, he’s gotten worst, now he wants to move in with her” the female seems to be in some distress