RIKA
"Riley, for f**k's sake, can you just leave me alone?" My voice came out harder than I meant it to but I was past caring about softening things right now. I was standing in the middle of my room in nothing but low-hanging grey sweatpants, both hands pressed to the dresser, trying to breathe through the fire running under my skin, and every time she opened her mouth it made it worse. "If you want to go back to the mansion then go back to the mansion. Sloane can visit you there. Just get out of this room."
Riley stood near the doorway in her yellow sleep shirt, her curly hair pinned up, arms folded tight across her chest, and she wasn't moving. She never moved when she should. "Sloane is supposed to be in the mansion," she said, her voice rising. "Not here. What the hell is going on,
