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EVA

The lines of her body were tense, her left hand, wedged between her thighs and her right, supporting her head as she leaned on the door. She could act all nonchalant and aloof on the outside all she wanted but I knew she actually wasn't. And she was scared about what was to come when we entered the house.

Oh, Zoe.

Mr Lawson was sitting on the couch in the sitting room when we walked in