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A Cold Homecoming

Author: Chri's Layla
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-11 05:06:25

By the time the cab stopped in front of the Markston Estate, the sky had turned a calm shade of orange. The evening light made the white walls of the mansion glow faintly, almost peaceful — but I felt anything but peace.

The driver asked for his fare, and I paid, clutching the lunch box to my chest. For some reason, I had brought it all the way home. Maybe it was the hope that Vincent would at least notice the effort I put in. Or maybe I was just too tired to throw it away.

Stepping out, I adjusted my blazer and took a deep breath before walking up the marble steps. The moment I entered, I could already sense the tension in the air.

Lilian’s voice floated through the hall — soft, sweet, and practiced, the kind of tone that made everyone turn to her.

She was standing by the staircase, her arms folded elegantly, speaking with one of the maids. Her eyes landed on me almost instantly, and the faintest smirk tugged at her lips.

“Oh,” she said, feigning surprise. “You’re back.”

I forced a s
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