“I suppose I’m the only one who remembers what happened the last time Ava was here,” Eleanor said quietly, rising from her seat, her cane clicking sharply against the marble floor as she walked toward the fireplace.All eyes turned to her.Her voice, though calm, carried a weight that silenced the room. “She left him,” Eleanor continued, her gaze unwavering on Ava. “Without a word. Without an explanation. I found my grandson in this very house, drinking himself numb for weeks. And now… you expect me to smile and welcome her back as if none of that ever happened?”“Grandma…” Nicolas started, but Eleanor raised her hand.“No, Nicolas. I won’t stay silent. I saw what you became after she left. I felt the pain she put you through. And now she walks back in like nothing happened, smiling, posing, playing the perfect guest.” Her eyes narrowed. “I won’t support this. Not again. I’m not ready to watch you break all over.”Stella sighed, setting her wine glass down with a soft clink. “Mother,
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