Thomas stopped in front of Lucía's house and pressed the doorbell.
The sound echoed inside the house as the gentle morning wind moved the leaves of the small tree in the front yard. Freja and Seraphine remained hidden inside their kitchen utensils.
A few seconds passed. Footsteps sounded inside the house, the lock turned, and the door slowly opened. Lucía appeared in front of him.
Her pink hair was tied up casually, with a few loose strands falling over her face. Her green eyes widened in surprise when she recognized him.
"Thomas…," she said in confusion.
She looked at him for another moment, evaluating him with slight discomfort.
"It's been a while."
Thomas nodded calmly. Lucía crossed her arms slightly and sighed.
"You left me waiting for weeks the last time you came," she said with mild annoyance in her voice. "If you came for the job… it's no longer available. I already hired someone else."
Thomas replied calmly.
"I didn't come for that."
