Sofia found herself anxiously sitting upon the living room couch, viciously folding the laundry in front of her as she waited for everyone to venture on with their days so that she could move on with hers. She was itching to uncover what secrets he held within his sacred place, hoping it wouldn't be anything too hard to swallow.
With each second passing and feeling like it had been an hour, she stored the items of laundry in their respective as members of the family had each divided until leaving Sofia to her planned isolation. With an almost psychotic look upon her face acting as a forced smile, she waited for the chance to be able to snoop through Mark’s belongings as she grew more and more anxious by the second. Seeing both Olive and Mason off to their playdates with a smile and well
