EDEN
I knew from the moment she came from the stairs that something was wrong.
From the way she walked to the way she spoke to Roman, I could tell that something was different.
Off.
Then she looked at me as Roman walked away. Then I confirmed.
“Why are you here?”
She looked shocked that I had recognised her because her eyes widened.
But she knew that there was no need to deny it.
“Is it you or is it her?"
“It’s me, she's having problems coming out. What are you doing here?"
She seemed to relax when she figured out that it was me and she chuckled and fell back on the chair behind her.
“So it's you. It's about time we had a discussion. Have a seat."
“Don't act like we're friends all of a sudden. What are you doing in my house? And what are you doing in Quinn's body? Where is she?!”
What the hell did she do with Quinn?
“You might want to reduce your voice. We don't want any of the maids or guards hearing anything about this. Have a seat and then we can talk.”
I let out a heavy
