The moment I slammed my door shut behind me, I finally let out the sigh I had been holding in throughout that car ride. I thought, assumed—that Knight would say something, anything, to make the situation better, but the silence we sat through was more deadly than any movie villain there was. Even if I avoided his eyes the whole time, my mind was still working overtime, trying to process exactly what I was feeling after all… that. “I’m home,” I called as I strolled into the sitting room where Excelle had her eyes glued to the TV screen. “I heard the door slam shut like five minutes ago, Aria, so I knew you were home,” she said, finally dragging her eyes from the TV to me. “My question is why it took you that long to walk in here,” she added, wiggling her brows. I sighed as I dropped onto the couch opposite her. “It was a long day,” I muttered, looking away. “Okay, girl, what did your Knight do now?” she said, grabbing the remote and switching off the TV before turning to me.
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