"Meredith!" - I scream as I go downstairs slowly, without giving importance to the fact that I'm still wearing loose pink pajamas.
I take advantage of the fact that there is no sign of Ian and Ethan to wander around Ethan's house as if I were in my own house, but when I understand Meredith doesn't reply I realize that I am completely alone at home.
I sulk instantly, realizing that I have been abandoned at home, but I hope the three of them haven't gone out to have fun without even warning me.
Instead of keeping my offended expression, I decide to go to the kitchen as soon as I realize I have a dry throat, and hoping that there isn't only beer in the fridge.
It is already the third day that I spend in this house, but only now, as I look around, I realize that there is not even a picture of Ethan and his family around.
Ian's words begin to torture me, reminding me that he doesn't get along with his parents.
