"..." Nerina stares at me while Evelyn sleeps in her room. We waited for her to fall asleep so we could talk a bit.
"You said too much, Arial," Nerina speaks without a smile now. She seems dissatisfied with the way I introduced myself to Evelyn.
"I did the best I could. She said herself that she recognized me. I didn't give anything away, and besides, I avoided talking too much," I defend myself as I walk to the sofa. I lift it, grabbing the little doll that hid underneath.
"Did you teach Evelyn this?" I ask, curious. It's not like I watch everything 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, so I don't know where Evelyn picks up certain things.
"No, Evelyn has been practicing and inventing things on her own," she says while I lift the skirt of this "little doll," seeing her panties.
