Felicity
After making sure her father's house was back to perfect order, Felicity headed home. Her headache had finally subsided. Now her head was filled with worry. When she touched the marks left on the trim, her body shook. There was so much anger behind those marks. She had no clue who left them, but they weren't happy.
She unlocked her front door and shut it behind her once she was safely inside. She let out a huge sigh, rubbed her forehead, and went to the bathroom to start the shower.
She stripped out of her clothes from the night before that she had slept in. She was about to step into the shower when she heard a knock at the front door.
She threw on her robe and softly crept to the door. Who could be here at this time of day? She peeped through the hole and saw Weston standing there on the other side.
Her heart skipped right out of her chest. What was he doing here?
She unlocked the door and opened it a crack.