The sound of the TV flickered softly in the background, but Lauren barely registered it. She was sitting at the kitchen island, pushing around her coffee cup, lost in thought.
Sophie had finally gone to bed after a long day of playing, leaving just her and Larry in the quiet house.
She glanced over at Larry, who was leaning against the counter, scrolling through his phone with a look of indifference.
He had been quiet ever since Sophie’s movie night suggestion earlier. Something about it made Lauren uneasy, but she couldn’t figure out why.
“Hey, Larry,” she said, breaking the silence. Her voice was softer than she expected, and she didn’t know why it came out that way.
Larry looked up, eyebrows raised. “Yeah?”
Lauren shifted in her seat, her fingers tracing the rim of her mug. “I
