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Erica:

The next morning came and Lorenzo and I were still not talking to each other. He didn't even sleep in our bedroom and chose to sleep in the guest room on the ground floor.

I was up early and was about to make breakfast for the kids when Lorenzo stepped out of his room, fully dressed in a t-shirt and dark blue jeans.

He didn't even breathe a word of good morning and simply stepped out, slamming the door behind him, making the whole house tremble.

I sighed and said nothing and the kids looked at me with shock on their faces and a dozen questions in their eyes.

“Ethan, could you please set the table and get the bacon out of the fridge.”

I tried my best to redirect my kids’ attention and began to give them all jobs towards getting breakfast ready.

While Ethan got the bacon, Elsa got the eggs and Elma set the table.

There was a thick silence in the air and I was quite absent-minded while I mixed the batter for the pancakes.

I still couldn't understand why Lorenzo acted the way he di