The door opened after just a single knock.
The girl standing at the very front hadn't expected the door to open so quickly.
Seeing Sierra Sullivan standing inside the doorway with a clean, doll-like little girl beside her, the girl at the front was practically driven mad with jealousy.
'We were both saved by Sierra Sullivan, so why does this little brat get to move into her home and live like it was before the apocalypse?'
'And me? I cast aside my pride and dignity, I begged Sierra Sullivan, but she still turned me away.'
'Why?'
'Is it just because this little brat is younger?'
'Or could it be that Sierra Sullivan is just prejudiced against me!'
'Afraid I'd steal Jayce away from her if I moved in!'
The girl's inner turmoil was written all over her face.
Sierra Sullivan took it all in, but her expression remained unfazed.
"Something you need?" Sierra Sullivan asked, raising an eyebrow.
The girl's face twitched at Sierra Sullivan's detached question.
