Hunter’s Penthouse:-“Coming,” Jenny shouted in response to the call bell, swiftly reaching near the main door.As she punched in the code, the penthouse door swung open, revealing a worn-out Hunter. Jenny was taken aback by his early arrival. His usual stoic expression seemed deeper today, and the air around him carried an undeniable weight of grief. Concern etched across her face, Jenny greeted him at the door.“Hunter, sweetheart, you’re home early,” she remarked, surprised to see her son in this state.He looked at her with eyes that seemed to have witnessed more than what they could express. His shoulders slumped, and the usual spark in his gaze was replaced by a vacant stare. Jenny, sensing something amiss, instinctively touched his forehead, checking for signs of illness.“No fever,” she mumbled to herself, puzzled. “Hunter, what happened? Why do you look like this?”Ignoring her questions for a moment, Hunter walked past her and headed straight for the kitchen. Jenny followed,
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