The evening had settled in with a quiet calm, a stark contrast to the tension that had erupted earlier in the day. The house, which had once been filled with laughter and conversation, now seemed heavy with an unspoken weight. The air felt thick, as if it were holding its breath, waiting for something—anything—to shift. Robert sat on the couch in the living room, his gaze distant, his mind still lost in the unresolved pain of the afternoon. Emma sat beside him, their hands intertwined, but the silence between them was no longer comfortable. It was the kind of silence that only existed when words seemed both unnecessary and impossible to speak.The kitchen, however, was a different scene. Ava had come in with a quiet determination, as she always did, and with her arrival came a sense of purpose. The maids, who had been sent to prepare the evening meal, worked quickly and efficiently under Ava’s watchful eye. She moved with a kind of quiet energy, the kind that could fill any room with
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