I would be lying if I said that I knew how long we just stood there, staring at one another. Their face continued to remain pale, and the more I waited for them to say something—anything—they said nothing. But then again, I couldn’t blame them. I had realised that they had had no idea that I was here, that I would be present too, and my presence had clearly caught them off guard. Luckily, they hadn’t started to rant and rave in the way that my father had when I had arrived, and even though I was getting ahead of myself, I felt like maybe, just maybe, that was a good sign.
If they were unhappy with my presence, they wouldn’t have reacted in the way that they were currently reacting. And that was something that I believed to be a good thing.
They turned to look at one another again, but
