NICHOLAS
When I heard the door open, I thought it was Eva at first.
I walked out of the bedroom happily only to find Ilona sitting in the middle of my living room, her legs crossed as if she owned the place.
Annoyance bubbled up inside of me. “What the f**k are you doing here?”
She looked up lazing, as if my yelling had no effect on her. “I came to see you, of course. This is your house after all.”
My jaw ticked in anger. “You can’t just walk into my house like you f*****g own it.”
“Why not?” she asked. “I have access to all your emails and passwords. I assume it is so I can have ease to come and go as I please. Besides, you use the same password for everything. August 14th is very land. Tell me, whose birthday is it?”
Her nonchalance grated on my f*****g nerves and with each second
