The luxury car exits from Sarah's mansion with Sarah and Evelyn inside. Both seated silently without uttering a word but as they got to the road, the mood in the car changed from tense to icy. Evelyn adjusts her posture and stares straight ahead, her voice barely above a whisper, but it's menacing.
"Honestly, Sarah, that scene in the kitchen… it unsettled me.” Evelyn began, her tone dripping with false concern.
Sarah, staring out the window at the blurring hedges, felt a knot of tension tighten in her stomach.
"What scene, Mother? Malik was just making breakfast." She kept her voice neutral, defensive.
"Just making breakfast?" Evelyn gave a soft, dismissive chuckle. "Darling, open your eyes. He was hovering. Trying to insert himself into your morning, into your stress. After yesterda
