As I closed the door, I yelled out in complete confusion, "What?!"
When did you start having affairs with my brother?
My towel dropped to the ground above my head. I was that surprised. However, Erica was really serious. It wasn't a joke, either.
She said in a clipped tone, "Aoife, please don't lie to me. I am not only older than you, but I am also older than Storm. Don't treat me like a child!" I just leaned down to grab my towel.
I set my towel on the dresser and said, "Erica, what are you saying? I don't understand anything," I said as my still-wet hair began to drip into my tunic.
She questioned me again, "How long have you and Storm been sleeping together?" and this time I was even more perplexed than the previous time. I rested my elbows on the dresser.
I was about to yell at her, "Erica, I'm not sleeping with your brother!"
