Serena’s POV
I was halfway down the stairs when I heard Eleanor speaking with the security guards. From the terse tone alone, I knew something was off.
"What happened?" I asked as Eleanor returned to the foyer, noticing my presence immediately.
"You're awake?" she asked, looking surprised.
I shook my head, feeling the exhaustion behind my eyes. They were probably bloodshot from lack of sleep. "Got woken up by the commotion. What's going on?"
"Your so-called 'good friend' was here again," Eleanor rolled her eyes dramatically. "Obviously came with some agenda but made up other excuses instead."
She crossed her arms over her chest, fixing me with that look she's had since we were kids - the "I-know-better-than-you" stare that always made me feel like I was missing somethin
