Our Biological Child, Means She Is Your Niece

"...what the heck are you doing there?"

Gasping, Calix was stunned to see Evelyn sitting cross-legged on the floor near Calliope's bedroom. He had just come out of Leslie's chamber.

She was already asleep, long before the movie finished. Their argument about fried chicken ended with her throwing a pillow at him. 

Leaning her back against the wall, Evelyn returned Calix's stare. One could easily tell her mood was bad.

Well, saying it was bad was an understatement.

"Are you itching to kill someone?" Calix arched his brows, amused to see Evelyn's darkened countenance. He slowly closed the door behind him, "Leave it to the police ah."

Evelyn pushed her long hair to the front, draping the luscious locks over her right shoulder. Rising to her feet, she said something totally unrelated to what Calix was talking about.