Anabel
"What are you doing here?" I snapped the moment I saw her face, my pulse leaping straight into my throat. Panic sharpened my tone as I immediately tried to push the door shut, my body angling just enough to block her view of the room behind me, of Noah.
"Can't you speak?" I added, my voice rising despite myself when she didn't answer immediately.
"I came to pick up something I forgot," Maria replied softly.
I stiffened.
Forgot?
The word echoed in my head, sharp and unpleasant. My fingers tightened around the doorframe as my thoughts spiraled wildly.
So she had been here before.
Alone.
With Noah.
A bitter heat crawled up my spine.
What on earth were they doing in this room together?
"And what exactly were you doing in this room that you forgot something?" I asked, my voice turning cold as I shoved the door tighter, as though forcing it closed could also shut out the thoughts clawing at my mind.
