Ania closed the door to her room and sighed with relief. It had been quite a stressful day for her with everything that had happened. She walked to her desk and grabbed her tablet before falling into her bed.
As she turned on the device, she muttered, "Now, where was I?" Just as she resumed the show she had been watching before the newly discovered footage interrupted her, a knock came at her door. She shifted her gaze towards the door, groaning with frustration. "Who the hell is it now?"
Pausing the show again, Ania got up and walked to the door. When she opened it, her mother stood there with a smile on her face. A smile she usually had when she was about to tell her something she wouldn't like.
Mrs. Svetlana took her daughter's hand and chuckled, squeezing it lightly. "I hope I'm not interrupting something, my dear."
