“Keep me informed. It's better that they stick to what they agreed to so as not to complicate their situation even further.”
“I'll remind you.”
“Great!” I opened the door to my office. “Knock when you've got what I asked for.”
I locked myself in the room and settled into my chair.
As much as there was nothing different about that day at work, I was feeling great. It had been a long time since getting up in the morning, and following my routine had been so motivating.
I wondered if, perhaps, it hadn't been better to have taken Deborah's advice earlier but probably not to have gotten involved with Helena under those circumstances. I wasn't the kind of man who believed in fate, especially since I'd have to admit that there was someone planning everything about my life, which included Daphne's death, but at least I was happy with that morning.
My cell phone vibrated in my pocket, and it was no surprise when I saw my sister's name appear in the notifications; it was almost as if she had guessed that I was thinking about her, or rather, was spying on me the whole time.
Deborah:
Hi! What's new?
Thomas:
What do you want to know?
Deborah:
How's it going with the teacher?
Thomas:
If I say good is good enough?
Deborah:
You know better.
Thomas:
She slept over last night.
Deborah:
Did the girls take it well?
Thomas:
Too well...
Deborah:
What's wrong?
Thomas:
They wanted to sleep with us.
Deborah:
The twins ruined Dad's fuck lol.
Thomas: