The Steele family gathered at the Steele mansion.
"That madwoman is back?" Mr. Dominic Steele's voice boomed with anger, his face flushed as he glared around the room.
The Steeles, a family that hadn't come together in what felt like an eternity, were almost all present. They sat quietly around a long, imposing table that seemed to stretch into infinity. Theodore Steele, Alexander's father, looked particularly grim.
"Alexander! You were the first to know about this. What is she doing back?" Dominic's cane slammed against the floor, the sound reverberating through the grand hall.
"I haven't spoken to her, so I'm not sure," Alexander replied coolly, his lips pressed into a tight line.
"What?" Dominic's hearing had dulled with age, and his eyes flickered with confusion.
Alexander raised
