The evening sky stretched across the city, painting the horizon with muted shades of orange and violet. cars moved steadily along the quiet streets, carrying the family back home from the hospital, Lira still hadn't woken up yet, and they had to leave. Inside, Harold car, air was thick with tension. Serena sat beside him, her hands resting tightly in her lap. She stared out of the window, her mind racing with questions, suspicions, and unease. Her thoughts were jumbled, swirling like storm clouds in her head. What really happened at Lord Blackwood Mansion? she wondered. Had the maid, spoken the truth, or had she lied to protect herself? The thought made her stomach twist. Harold drove in silence, his hands steady on the wheel, but his eyes occasionally flicked toward her. He noticed the tension in her posture, the way her fingers clenched and unclenched. Finally, unable to hold back, he asked softly, “Serena… what’s wrong? You’ve been quiet since we left the hospital. Tell me
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