Elena's P.O.V
The walk back home was in comfortable silence. I could see that Leo didn't change much.
When we arrived home, I noticed that Mr. Davidson’s Black Jaguar was standing outside our house.
It wasn’t uncommon for Mr. Davidson to be here and do business with my father. That happened a lot, but for some reason, I had an uneasy feeling about today's meeting...
When we got inside, Mrs. Davidson was sitting with my mother in the living room, her eyes red from crying.
It was out of character for Mrs. Davidson to visit people; she considered herself to be too good for lower-class people, and everyone believed she was a snob.
An unwanted shiver ran down my spine as soon as I saw the small, snobbish woman looking pathetic on our beige couch.
Her pink blouse was soaked and her ma
