**Third person**
The air in the Harrisons' dining room was filled with the aroma of roasted vegetables, grilled meat, and other delicacies. Mr. Harrison and Mrs. Harrison sat at the head and foot of the table, respectively.
While Karen and Adam sat across from each other.
"So, sweetheart," Mrs. Harrison began, her voice laced with concern as she turned to face Karen, "are you absolutely sure you need to leave?"
Karen, her gaze fixed on her plate, toyed with her fork. "I'm certain... I just need some space. To breathe, you know?"
Mrs. Harrison exhaled heavily. "But you'd attend the charity gala before leaving at least. Won't you?”
“When's that?” Karen asked.
“Saturday.”
“Uhm, well.” Karen seemed to contemplate for a moment before she replied, “I don't know yet.”
Mrs. Harrison gave
