The garden felt eerily quiet as Jessica stared at Alvaro playing with his toy truck. The air was thick with unease, the aftermath of last night’s chaos weighing heavily on her. She sipped her tea mechanically, her mind restless.
Anna had left moments ago, her comforting words doing little to soothe Jessica’s anxiety. As much as she wanted to trust that Armando could handle everything, the cracks in their fragile stability were becoming impossible to ignore.
A distant voice broke through her thoughts. Turning, she saw Dante walking toward her, his tall frame casting a shadow over the manicured lawn. His expression was calm, but there was an edge to his posture that Jessica didn’t miss.
"Jessica," Dante greeted, his tone as steady as always. "Armando asked me to check on you and Alvaro."
