MIGUEL'S GUEST HOUSE
Elizabeth moved around the dining room as she arranged the plates, cutlery, and napkins on the table.
The scent of the stew she had been simmering filled the room, and she was just about done setting the table when she heard the front door creak open.
She looked up and smiled when she saw her brother, Miguel, stepping inside.
"Welcome, you're just in time for dinner," Elizabeth said as she was trying to keep her tone light, even though she sensed something was off.
Miguel gave her a faint smile, but his greeting was distant. "Hello, Elizabeth," he said but his voice lacked its usual warmth.
Elizabeth frowned, immediately she noticed the formal tone Miguel was using with her. It wasn’t like Miguel to be so detached, especially with her.
She walked around th
