LOGINThe mansion felt unusually quiet that evening. The soft glow from the chandeliers in the dining hall reflected off the polished wooden floor, making the room look warm and welcoming. For once, the tension that often filled the house seemed to be held back, like the calm before a storm.Harrison had decided that tonight, everyone would sit together for dinner. It was simple, nothing fancy—just a family meal. He wanted peace. He wanted to show Emily that she could feel safe here, even amidst all the chaos of his complicated life.Emily sat at the long table, her hands folded neatly on her lap. She was wearing a simple dress, nothing fancy, but she still looked elegant. She felt nervous. Her heart beat a little faster than usual, but she told herself to stay calm. Harrison was here. He would make everything feel okay.Across the table, Diana was seated, her posture perfect, her eyes sharp. She watched Emily carefully. She had dressed elegantly, hoping to make an impression on Harrison. B
The night was very quiet.The mansion looked calm from the outside. The lights were soft. The garden was silent. But inside Harrison’s study, his mind was not calm at all.He was sitting alone in his chair.The room was dim, with only the desk lamp on. Papers were in front of him, but he was not reading them. His eyes were fixed on nothing.He was thinking about her.Emily.He leaned back slowly and closed his eyes.When did this start? he asked himself.Was it the day she returned to the mansion after so many years?Was it the day she fainted and he carried her in his arms?Or was it even before that?He remembered how light she felt when he held her.He remembered the fear that filled his chest when she did not open her eyes.That fear had been real.Too real.“I care too much,” he whispered quietly.He opened his eyes again and stood up. He walked to the window and looked outside.The garden was dark.The wind moved the trees gently.He pressed his hand against the glass.“This is
The afternoon was quiet in the mansion.The sky was cloudy, and the air felt heavy. Inside the house, everything looked normal. The staff moved around quietly. Diana was in her room resting. Harrison had gone to the office for a short meeting.Emily was in the living room alone.She was arranging some fresh flowers in a vase. Her movements were slow and careful. She still felt a little weak these days, but she did not want to sit idle. Doing small work helped her stop thinking too much.But even while arranging the flowers, her mind was not calm.She kept remembering the way Harrison had looked at her the day she fainted.The worry in his eyes.The way he refused to leave her bedside.Her heart felt warm when she remembered it.Then she quickly shook her head.“I should not think like this,” she whispered to herself.Just then, footsteps echoed behind her.She turned.Tessa was standing there.Her arms were crossed.Her face was serious.Emily immediately straightened herself.“Good a
The morning started quietly.Soft sunlight entered through the big windows of the mansion. The house looked peaceful, but Emily did not feel peaceful inside her body.She woke up slowly.Her head felt heavy.Her body felt weak.She sat up carefully on the bed and placed her hand on her forehead.“I feel strange again,” she whispered to herself.For the past few days, she had been feeling dizzy. Sometimes her vision became blurry. Sometimes her legs felt too soft, like they could not carry her weight.She did not understand what was happening.Maybe she was just tired.Maybe she was thinking too much.She did not want anyone to worry about her.Especially not him.She slowly stood up, but the room spun a little. She held the bed tightly until everything became steady again.“I am fine,” she told herself. “I just need fresh air.”After washing her face, she walked downstairs carefully.In the dining room, Harrison was already seated, reading the morning newspaper. His face looked seriou
The evening was quiet in the mansion.The sky outside was soft orange as the sun slowly went down. A light breeze moved the curtains in the living room. Everything looked calm, but inside Diana’s heart, there was no peace.She stood in front of her mirror in her bedroom.She was not wearing her usual house clothes. Instead, she chose a long, elegant dress. It was simple but beautiful. She brushed her hair carefully and put on light makeup. She wanted to look soft, not proud. She wanted to look like the woman Harrison once loved.She stared at her reflection.“Calm down,” she whispered to herself. “You are not begging. You are just talking.”But deep inside, she knew this conversation was important. Maybe too important.She took a slow breath and walked out of her room.Downstairs, Harrison was in his study. The door was half open. He was reading some documents, his face serious and focused. The table lamp beside him gave a warm yellow light.Diana stopped at the door and knocked gentl
The kitchen was quiet that afternoon. The soft sound of boiling water filled the room, and the smell of tea spread in the air. Diana stood near the counter, stirring her cup slowly. Her face looked calm, but her mind was not.Tessa walked in with a frown on her face. She did not greet her mother. She simply pulled out a chair and sat down heavily.Diana noticed her expression immediately.“What is wrong with you?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.Tessa sighed loudly. “Mom, have you not seen what is happening in this house?”Diana stopped stirring her tea. “What are you talking about?”Tessa leaned forward. “Dad cares too much about Emily.”Diana’s hand tightened around the spoon. She slowly placed it on the counter.“I have noticed,” she said quietly.Tessa frowned even more. “Then why are you acting like nothing is happening?”Diana turned to look at her daughter fully. Her eyes were sharp.“I am not acting,” she said calmly. “I am watching.”Tessa crossed her arms. “Watching what? Dad
Tessa started to cry—real, angry tears of a spoiled child who didn't get her way. "I hate you! You’re ruining everything! First you come back and ruin Mom’s mood, and now you’re picking her over me? She’s nobody!""I am picking justice," Harrison said. He looked back at me. His expression softened
Tessa blinked , looking at melike she had forgotten I was there. "Oh, she’s probably just sulking because of her breakup. Don't worry about her, Daddy. She’s always been a bit dramatic.""I am not dramatic," I whispered, finally finding my voice.Diana glared at me. "Be quiet, Emily. Don't ruin di
Harrison stood in the doorway of my room, his body blocking the light from the hallway. He looked like a wall of solid stone.Outside, Tessa was vibrating with excitement. She held the phone out like it was a golden trophy. Her eyes were wide, and a cruel smile played on her lips. She couldn't wait
The morning was not peaceful.Even before the sun fully rose, the noise outside the Grey mansion had already started.Voices.Cameras.Car doors opening and closing.Emily stood behind the curtain in her room and looked outside carefully.There were many reporters again.More than yesterday.Why ar







