Tess was wrapped in a blanket in her kitchen with her cup of tea in her hands, blowing on it absent minded.
Through the door came a desperate Con, followed by an even more desperate Mia and Francis. They all came around her and started to ask multiple questions at a time.
- Are you hurt?
- Did that bastard touch you in any way?
- I should have never left you on your own, even for a couple of hours! This is my fault!, said Con.
- Yes it is! You were suppose to be there with her!, Mia yelled.
- Please, stop, it’s no one’s fault. Tony was out my house waiting for me to be alone, he was waiting for this moment, it would have happened other evening if not today. I am alright!, Tess said in a soft voice.
- Ok, we are moving in with you!, said Mia and elbowed Francis.
- We are?, asked Francis, but seeing Mia’s face he added: We are!