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Derek pulled into the driveway, the engine’s rumble fading into silence. The weight of their argument, still hanging heavily in the air. He turned off the car, his gaze lingering on Gemma’s tense profile before he got out and walked around to her side. Gemma's arms were crossed and her face held different emotions, barely acknowledging him. She got out before he could get the door and slammed it shut.

The house was quiet as they entered. Derek kept his distance, sensing that the calm before the storm was about to break. Gemma, her frustration barely contained, stormed up the stairs. Her footsteps echoed loudly in the otherwise still house. It was as if Samuel and the others knew Gemma's mood would be pretty messed up and stayed away.

Derek followed her up the stairs, his mind racing with worry and regret. He watched as Gemma hurried down the hallway and pushed open their bedroom door with a force that made it slam against the wall. The door bounced back slightly but remained open, an