Visiting Mr. Thorne

"Mom! Are you ready?!"

Am I ready? Athena mused after Kathleen's shout, glancing at her reflection in the mirror.

Donning a blue two-piece ensemble—a crop top paired with palazzo trousers—that Areso had gifted her for her birthday last year, she hoped she looked good enough to meet Mrs. Thorne's standards.

Having read about the woman, Athena knew that the latter was even stricter than her husband.

Although she wasn't one to care much about what people thought of her, Old Mr. Thorne had become a dear friend, and she didn't want to jeopardize that relationship by creating any tension between him and his wife, much like what had occurred with her foster parents.

Despite her friend assuring her that his wife was eager to meet her, Athena remained skeptical. But a promise was a promise, and she wouldn't go back on her word. So, with a deep inhalation to relax, she took her Birkin clutch and walked out of her room.