The evening of the next day after ensuring Sloane was well adjusted, Aveline finally returned home.
When she walked into the living room, she stopped at the door on seeing Theo, Harry, Riley, and Emma.
Atlas was the only one pacing back and forth.
"Jesus Christ Ave!" Riley was first to go to her.
She didn't say a word after, but only hugged her.
They hugged for a while before she let go.
"Please tell me nothing bad happened to you. We've been so worried."
"I'm fine."
"And your phone?" Atlas finally asked. "Why do you have a phone if you're not just going to answer your calls?"
She ignored him, and began walking up the staircase.
Looks were exchanged, everyone wondering what the fuck just happened.
Aveline hastened into her room, and slammed the door in Atlas' face.
She used the keys to ensure he couldn't gain entrance into the room, then went straight to the bathroom to freshen up.
ONE WEEK LATER
