It was a Sunday morning, and Sarah sat alone at the dining table, the silence heavy in the room as she ate her breakfast. The early sun streamed in through the windows, casting long shadows across the room.
But despite the bright morning, Sarah's mood was dark and apprehensive, like a storm brewing on the horizon. It was as though smile has left her eyes for a long time as she eats her meal slowly with no interest shown.
Seth, the President, entered the room, his demeanor as relaxed and unbothered as ever. His mood was the total opposite of Sarah's, and he appeared like he had no problem at all.
He ignored Sarah's presence as he took a seat opposite hers, and dug in to his food afterward. Soon, a heavy silence hung over the air, the tension between the duo was thick and awkward.
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