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Cassandra couldn’t calm down even after Vanessa left. She sat there, staring into the air, her chest rising and falling fast. The way Vanessa mentioned Savannah’s name kept echoing in her head like a haunting bell she couldn’t silence. She picked up her glass again, but her hand trembled. “Why can’t people just forget?” she muttered under her breath. “Savannah is gone. Gone!” But even as she said it, her mind began to wander. Every corner of the mansion felt too quiet, too cold. The air seemed heavier than usual. She stood up suddenly and started pacing the garden, her silk robe flowing behind her. “What if Vanessa finds out something?” she whispered. “No, she can’t. Nobody can. I made sure of that.” Her phone buzzed on the table, startling her. She rushed to pick it up, thinking it might be bad news, but it was just a message from her jeweler reminding her about her delivery. She sighed and threw the phone back on the table. “I’m losing it,” she said, pressing her hand agai

The morning sun was bright, and the whole mansion felt calm. Birds were singing outside, and the smell of pancakes filled the house. Savannah sat at the dining table with little Liam on her lap. The boy was trying to grab a spoon, laughing loudly. “Liam, no,” Savannah said softly, smiling as she took the spoon from him. “You’ll spill everything again.” Adrian walked in from the hallway, still in his white shirt and sweatpants. His hair was messy, and he looked half-awake, but his face brightened the moment he saw them. “My two favorite people,” he said, walking over to kiss Savannah’s cheek before kissing Liam’s forehead. “Good morning, my little man.” Liam laughed and reached for his father’s face, making Adrian chuckle. “You’ve grown so fast,” Adrian said, lifting him up. “Next thing, you’ll start running all over the house.” Savannah smiled, watching them. The sight of Adrian holding their son always melted her heart. She leaned her chin on her hand and whispered, “You’re

The sun rose slowly, painting the sky with soft shades of gold and pink. Birds chirped around the garden as the first light slipped through the tall glass windows of the mansion. The air inside was calm and warm — the kind of morning that felt perfect, peaceful, and full of love. Savannah was the first to wake up. She stretched gently on the bed, her soft hair falling across her face. For a few seconds, she just lay there, staring at the ceiling and smiling. It had been three years since she married Adrian, and each morning still felt new, like a dream she didn’t want to wake from. She turned to her side and saw Adrian sleeping beside her. His arm was stretched out, resting protectively across her waist. He looked calm, peaceful — so different from the busy CEO everyone else saw during the day. Savannah smiled and whispered, “You’ll always be my favorite sight in the morning.” Adrian stirred slightly, his lips curling into a sleepy grin. “I heard that,” he murmured, eyes

The next morning started quietly in Adrian’s mansion. The sun was warm, the maids were already at work, and the house looked peaceful. Savannah sat in the living room with Liam, playing with his toy cars. Adrian came downstairs in a white shirt and smiled at the scene before him. It looked perfect—his wife laughing softly, their little boy giggling on the floor. But even with all the peace around, something felt off. It wasn’t anything big, just a small uneasy feeling. Like the air around them carried a whisper that didn’t belong. Savannah tried to ignore it. Maybe it was just her imagination. “Morning, honey,” Adrian said, kissing her forehead. She smiled. “Morning. You woke up late today.” “Yeah,” he said, sitting beside her. “Didn’t sleep too well last night.” She looked at him quickly. “Why? Bad dream?” He shook his head slowly. “No. I just… I thought I heard the phone ring in the middle of the night, but when I checked, there was no call.” Savannah froze a little. S

It was a bright and quiet morning. The sun was shining softly through the curtains, and Savannah was in the kitchen making breakfast. The sweet smell of pancakes filled the whole house, and little Liam’s laughter echoed from the living room. Adrian had gone upstairs to take a quick call, leaving Liam to play with his toy cars on the floor. The boy was full of energy, running from one corner of the room to another, shouting happily, “Vroom! Vroom!” Savannah smiled as she flipped the pancake. “Liam, baby, be careful, okay?” she called out gently. “Yes, Mommy!” he answered, still laughing. Aunty Lisa walked in from the garden carrying some flowers. “Good morning, dear,” she greeted, placing the flowers in a vase. “Someone’s really excited this morning.” Savannah laughed softly. “He’s been up since six. I think he got that energy from Adrian.” Lisa chuckled. “Then you’re in trouble.” Just as they were talking, a loud sound came from the living room — a thud, followed by Liam