“Click!”
Richard gently opened the door, standing still for a moment as he watched his wife and daughter peacefully sleeping on the new, spacious bed. The sight brought him a sense of relief, as if he had done something right. However, the anxiety within him didn’t dissipate so easily. Victor Lee had helped him put the apartment under his name, and only recently had Elena agreed to move in. At first, she had adamantly refused, insisting on staying away.
As he thought about it, Richard narrowed his eyes slightly. He wondered how the Marshall family had treated his wife and daughter during his imprisonment, and what they had done to brainwash Elena into feeling this way about him. Elena now regarded him as someone who had lost everything after the incident.
The day they moved in, Elena sa
