LILA'S FATEFUL SIP

The doorbell chimed, its melodic sound slicing through Lila's indulgent reverie. She smiled, anticipation sparkling in her eyes.

"Ah, Sebastian," Lila said, rising from her chair, her movements fluid and graceful. She took her wine glass.

Sebastian burst into the room, his face etched with worry. "Lila, what's happening? You sounded frantic on the phone." His voice was laced with concern, his eyes scanning the room for Ava.

Lila's expression transformed, her features contorting into a mask of distress. "Ava...she's ill. I think she's had too much wine." Lila's words dripped with false concern.

Sebastian's gaze darted toward the east wing, his jaw clenched. "Where is she?" he demanded, striding toward the door.

Lila intercepted him, her hand on his arm. "Wait, Sebastian. Let me explain." Her voice was husky, persuasive.

Sebastian's eyes narrowed, his patience wearing thin. "What's going on, Lila?"

Lila's smile faltered, her composure cracking. For an instant, Sebastian glimpsed somethi