The morning after the big party was not a good one at the Cage mansion. It was quiet. Too quiet. The air felt heavy, like a thick blanket of unspoken words and bad feelings. The drama from the night before, Devon telling everyone he loved Clara, Nana saying he was cut off, it was all too much. There was no happy face anywhere. No one smiled. The usual morning sounds of the house, the maids bustling, the soft clinking of dishes, were hushed. Everyone moved like ghosts.Nana was in her big, fancy room. She sat in her armchair, staring out the window, but not really seeing anything. Her mind was a whirlwind of anger and hurt. Her son, Richard, came in. He looked tired. He sat down in a chair across from her, his shoulders slumped. He knew they had to talk about Devon.He let out a long breath. “Mother,” he started, his voice soft. “I think we should just let him be.”Nana’s head snapped up. Her eyes, usually so calm, were wide with shock. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “I can
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