Sabana opened the door wider, letting him slip inside before she shut and looked it again, hiding her expression from him as she did so. She'd known that boy was going to hurt Mercedes. She'd hoped differently of course, hoped that England would change him, change the family but they were obviously still the same as they had been in Paris.
"What's happened?" She asked, turning back to him. "Do you need something to restore you? I can fetch a drink."