The house felt unusually quiet as Annabelle stepped out of the study, her mind still swirling with unanswered questions about Sebastian. She paused in the hallway, her hand resting on the banister as she stared at the empty foyer. The absence of Sebastian’s usual presence was like a missing puzzle piece, and it left her feeling unsettled. She took a deep breath, trying to shake off the unease, and decided to head to the kitchen for a glass of water. Maybe it would help clear her head.
As she entered the kitchen, she found Daisy at the sink, her back turned as she scrubbed a pot with more force than necessary. The tension between them was palpable, as it always was. Daisy had never been particularly fond of Annabelle, and the feeling was mutual. They had learned to tolerate each other over
