Chapter 2: Mute Girl
The aroma of freshly baked vanilla cake wafted up to Abigail's nose as she got out of the cab and carefully balanced a small white box in her hands.
Abigail's heart pounded as she walked into the house with quick steps while glancing at her wristwatch to make sure that she wasn't going to be late.
She had a flight to catch and was about to leave for the airport when Genevieve, her stepsister, asked her to buy her a cake for her birthday and deliver it personally before traveling.
It was Genevieve's eighteenth birthday, and they would be throwing a party for her later that night, but Abigail wouldn't be there. So, the least she could do was get her the cake as she requested.
Her hands tightened on the box as she neared Genevieve's bedroom. She could already hear her stepsister's voice in her head—mocking, perhaps, but maybe this time she would say, "Thank you, Abigail."
Reaching the door, Abigail shifted the box to one hand and knocked gently, the sound barely audible.
There was no response.
Her brows furrowed. Perhaps Genevieve was sleeping? She pushed the door open softly, and the sight before her stopped her in her tracks.
Genevieve was sprawled on the bed, topless, and beside her was Dave— Abigail's boyfriend— his arms wrapped tightly around Genevieve as they kissed, lost in their passion.