Ellen Candi nudged Aldana Candi's arm with her elbow, "Aldana, are you okay?"
Aldana Candi responded calmly, "What could possibly be wrong with me?"
"Stop pretending with me." Ellen pouted, "I can see you're worried sick."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Why else would you ask in such detail if you're not worried about him? I know you're soft-hearted. When nothing happens, it's fine, but when something does, you can't sit still."
Aldana looked at her, headache mounting, "What are you talking about?"
Ellen hummed twice and shrugged, "Nothing, just seeing how your words don't match your heart. I knew you still cared about him."
Seeing Ellen getting more enthusiastic as she talked, Aldana simply ignored her, lowered her head, and quietly focused on finishing her breakfast.
*
Bedroom.
Angela Summer pushed the door open and was immediately hit by a wave of heat, causing her to sweat.
"Why is the temperature set so high?"
