Francesca ignored the knock at the front door and remained focused on the book she was reading.
She knew that it was her brother outside, and she wasn't in the mood to talk to him.
It was late, and she wondered whether he had spoken to Elizabeth yet or if he had been avoiding that.
Jonas had come back and told her about their encounter in the forest, and she suspected that her brother was going to do everything in his power to hide the truth from Elizabeth.
There was another knock at the door, and she glanced up from the book; it was irritating more than anything else, but she was determined not to let it disrupt her.
Jonas was sitting in the living room with her, and he seemed just as unwilling to move as she did.
At least that meant he would not lecture her about the fact she d
