"Seraphina, you stinker! You lied to me! You scared me half to death!" Anya Reginald shot Seraphina Ashworth a reproachful look. Right now, she was terrified of seeing Maurice Ashworth. The moment she recalled what she'd done while blackout drunk, she wished she could find a strand of spaghetti and hang herself with it.
"Heh, is it really that serious?" Watching Anya Reginald's paranoid state, Seraphina Ashworth's lips curved into a smile. "You didn't happen to do something *else* to my big brother after you got back to your room, did you?"
At those words, Anya Reginald hung her head in dejection, which was as good as a confession.
Seraphina Ashworth raised an eyebrow. 'Don't tell me I actually hit the mark.' She looked up at Aurora Reginald, gesturing for her to explain.
Aurora Reginald let out an unsympathetic chuckle. "After Mr. Maurice brought Anya back, she started hitting and scratching him. Then, this silly girl threw up all over him."
