Mission accomplished

Hera’s Pov

I laid on the couch, my eyes fixated on the television, I had been watching too many crime documentaries recently, because it was obvious that someone needed to die between Juss and Marco, who made it their duty to get me upset. Mia was slowly being added to the list as well.

She had been subtly asking me why I hadn’t found a job yet, I wish I could tell her it was because I was too busy trying to create a life for myself, a life I wouldn’t need to work for a dime. A life with Eggust Flemming.

The front door opened, Mia walked in wearing a frown. At first, I thought it was because she had a bad day, or perhaps she had eaten something that her system didn’t agree with, but there was a part of me that knew the reason was neither.

She was probably upset because she met me sitting on the couch, and not out in the streets searching for a job.

“Is something wrong?” I asked, feigning ignorance.

“No, Hera, nothing is wrong.” Her tone was hostile, but I was u