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The tires of the car crunched softly on the driveway as Arthur and Bethany pulled up in front of Charles’s house.The silence in the car had been comfortable but as soon as they drove in through the unmanned gates, their silence became thick with the worries that neither of them wanted to voice but they can both see it either way.Bethany glanced out of the window, her eyes scanning the empty, lifeless shell of what had once been her matrimonial home. The sense of worry that hung over her had been growing stronger ever since they left Daisy’s house, but now, seeing the state of Charles’s place, it is almost unbearable.The small garden on the side of the house, the same one Bethany had painstakingly tended to when she had lived here is now a withered patch of dry, brown earth, no single sight of a green leaf or any colors at all. The rose bushes she had once pruned with care were now shriveled husks, lifeless and brittle. It was as if the neglect that had consumed Charles had seeped i
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Arthur’s patience snapped. He grabbed Charles by the collar, his fingers digging into the fabric as he shook him violently. From side to side, head to toe, he shook him hard, hoping against hope that he’ll become sober.The movement was erratic, fueled by frustration and anger, as if he thought shaking Charles hard enough would somehow snap him back into reality. But Charles remained a dead weight, his body flailing uselessly as his eyes flickered open in a drunken stupor."Wake up!" Arthur growled, his voice rising. "Get it together, Charles! This isn't the time for you to be out of it! Your wife is passed out from whatever reason and you are piss drunk?"But Charles wasn’t responding. His eyes remained glazed, his head lolling to one side, completely detached from the chaos unfolding around him. Arthur shook him one more time, a desperate attempt to bring him back to his senses, but it was no use. He swore under his breath, feeling his muscles tense with the mounting frustration.Fi
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Arthur drummed his fingers lightly against the steering wheel as he maneuvered the car through the rush hour traffic. The Brooklyn skyline stretched ahead, the warm glow of the early evening sun casting its light all over the city.The day had been so damn long, filled with tension and unexpected revelations, and for the first time in hours, specifically since they left the tennis court, he could finally breathe, alone in the car with his wife.Beside him, Bethany stared out of the window, her mind still occupied by everything that had happened at the hospital with Charles and Alexa. The weight of family conflicts and buried emotions was exhausting. She sighed softly, rubbing her temples unconsciously.Arthur glanced at her and smirked. “You look like you’re having a very dramatic internal monologue within yourself.”Bethany turned to him, a small chuckle escaping her lips. “Oh, trust me, the drama inside my head right now could rival a trending soap opera.”Arthur laughed. “Then it’s
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The evening sun casts a warm glow over the smaller sized living room as Bethany watches Martha crocheting opposite her. The house is quiet, filled with the soft sounds of yarn sliding between fingers and the occasional clink of the teacups beside them.She is currently learning how to crochet and how crocheting, according to Martha, is a way of life of elderly people which they were laughing about just a few minutes before. It’s a peaceful moment, one that Bethany savors, until her phone vibrates against the armrest.She glances down at the screen and frowns.It’s Daisy.“Strange,” she murmurs to herself. They’d just seen Daisy the day before, so this early evening call feels odd. Without hesitation, she excuses herself from the room, stepping into the hallway before answering.“Hello? Daisy? Is everything alright?” Bethany asks, her voice steady but tinged with concern.For a moment, all she hears is sniffling, soft and shaky. “Daisy?” Bethany repeats, a bit louder, and worried this
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