Ivonne
"You did what?" I let out a question and laughed humorlessly.
"Excuse me," Lora bowed, avoiding Tobias gaze and slipped between the both of us, hurrying down the stairs.
I nodded at her as she scurried past us and pushed open the door of the room. I kept mute till I hauled my bag over my shoulder and ambled to the bedside table to drop my bag.
"Moving in?" I clamored the question in shock, my eyes widening as I sat up in my chair. "I thought she was just staying for a while."
"I thought so too," Mother uttered in a shrug, dropping a small purse beside her on the couch. "Did you confirm it?" I interrogated, still not believing it. "Maybe you are mistaken?"
"You should have just directly called me a liar," she muttered, sending me a glare.