Family time

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After a long day at work, Richard got into his car and was driven off to the mansion

The mansion's interior was aglow with the warm embrace of evening, the delicate chandeliers casting soft light upon the lavish furnishings. The atmosphere held a sense of expectation, a space where the threads of their lives converged once again. Richard's car pulled up in the grand driveway, the engine's soft hum fading as he stepped out, his footsteps echoing against the marble floor as he entered the familiar abode.

Rosella, her presence as graceful as ever, welcomed Richard with a genuine smile. "There's going to be a ceremony at an old friend's house," she extended the invitation, her words an echo of warmth.

Richard's response was curt, his dismissive tone a stark contrast to his mother's kindness. "No mom, sorry. I have a lot of stuff to get done."

The air seemed to carry a hint of sadness as Rosella's gaze momentarily faltered. "Alright," she replied, her disappointment fleeting but palpab