Paul stood by the door, his hand lingering on the handle. When Ellena finished speaking, he looked momentarily startled, a flicker of surprise crossing his face before he quickly composed himself. He offered a small, respectful smile and a brief nod of acknowledgment. "I'll take care of it then, Miss Ellena," he said quietly before stepping out and closing the heavy door behind him with a soft click.The office grew quiet once more. Ellena took a deep breath, trying to shake off the remnants of the conversation she’d had at lunch with Chloe and Martin. She didn't want to carry that heavy, gloomy energy into the lounge where her daughter was resting. Pushing open the door to the inner room, she found the space bathed in the soft, golden light of the early afternoon.Elaine was still tucked under the blankets, a tiny, motionless mound on the oversized sofa. Ellena approached quietly. Elaine was a stickler for routine; she ate her meals with the precision of a clock, and it was already w
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