WITHOUT words, Leonel entered the threshold of the apartment. She timidly stood in the middle of the living room as she waits for the unit owner to close the door.
On the other hand, Janni turned to the woman who appeared lost in the small space of the living area.
Leonel appeared shy. It was out of character for her.
Oftentimes, the woman behaved like she owned the place. If not, why would she come at any time like there was a person waiting for hand and foot for her at the other side of the door?
She eyed the bouquet of white lilies between the other woman’s arms. It was beautiful and pure. Dangerous.
Her nose twitched.
“Are you going to the funeral?”
Leonel was shocked at her question. It turned to annoyance after a couple of seconds. Her lips turned into a straight line.
“What
