HELENA REED POV
Yilena glanced up, her brows furrowing as she saw me.
"Why are you back so early?"
I threw my purse on the table and then dropped into the couch. "I need a drink."
"Already? Don’t you think it’s too early to drink?"
"After the shitty day I had, it’s not."
Yilena scoffed, got...