“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: