Roseline's face turned ghostly pale the second her eyes fell on the phone in Kathrine's hand.
It was hers.
And finding it with Kathrine was the last thing she had expected.
"K-Kathrine, you—" Roseline began, her voice trembling. But before she could finish, the door swung open again.
Anna stepped inside.
Kathrine's head snapped toward the sound, her spine stiffening. The moment she recognized Anna, her grip on the phone tightened so hard her knuckles paled.
"Am I interrupting something?" Anna asked slowly, eyes narrowing. "Why do I feel like you two were having a serious conversation?"
Both women froze—Roseline startled, Kathrine silently calculating. But then Anna's gaze drifted downward… and landed on the phone in Kathrine's hand.
Kathrine reacted instantly.
