That night I managed to sleep somewhat better than the previous one, despite the effect the encounter with the twins had on my mind, in addition to Celeste Marlowe's appearance, which kept fluttering around in my head. However, after how restless the previous night had been, and no less so that day, I managed to fall asleep almost instantly as soon as my head hit the pillow.
All in all, I had a good night.
The next day, when I walked out to the kitchen, I found Elene, my aunt, having breakfast with Dub, whom I didn't even want to look at. The memory of what he had tried to do just two nights ago was still fresh, although from the expression on his face, it seemed like he didn't remember it, which didn't surprise me, given the amount of alcohol he consumed daily. I served myself a bowl of
