DavinaI reached home much earlier than usual, the drive back smooth, almost too smooth, as if the universe was nudging me toward something inevitable. The grand iron gates of the Charez estate parted soundlessly at my arrival, and I pulled into the driveway, cutting the engine with a soft exhale.Stepping out, I was greeted by the familiar scent of night-blooming jasmine, the fragrance mingling with the faint hint of rain still lingering in the air. The house loomed before me, its warm golden lights spilling through the towering windows, making the space feel welcoming yet oddly distant—much like my place within it.As I walked in, the quietness struck me first. The usual hum of conversation or the occasional clatter of activity was missing. The heels of my shoes clicked against the marble floor, each step feeling heavier than necessary. A maid, petite and composed, emerged from the hallway and dipped her head slightly in greeting."Miss, welcome back. Your parents are in a dinner me
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