“What do you want?” Dora crossed her hands over her chest and leaned against the doorframe. “Ethan finally dumped you and you’re here to beg for a job?”
“No I-” I tried to speak but Dora cut me off.
“Don’t care then,” She placed her hand on the back of the door in an attempt to slam it in my face. Before she could latch it, though, I stuck my foot in between the door and the frame, keeping it from fully closing.
Dora groaned and opened it again slightly, “Leave now!” She demanded.
“Wait, I’m sorry I wanted to apologize.”
My words confused Dora enough to weaken her guard. I shoved past her and let myself into the foyer. She closed the door behind me and turned, mouth agape with questions dancing in her eyes.
“What?” She laughed, disbelieving.
“I’m sorry for all the pain I caus
