The sun had barely risen, and already, the large dining room of the mansion buzzed with activity. Alpha Jason, Jerome, Patrick, Gloria, and Natalie were seated at the long table, the sound of clinking silverware and soft murmurs filling the air. Breakfast had been laid out-a mixture of fruits, pastries, eggs, and freshly brewed coffee. But as the food sat before them, there was a palpable tension, as if everyone was waiting for something. Or someone.Patrick, always attentive to his daughter's well-being, glanced across the table at Natalie, his concern evident. "Emily," he began, his voice gentle, "are you feeling better today? Yesterday seemed a bit much for you."Gloria, sitting beside her husband, added, her eyes full of a mother's concern, "Yes, dear, you didn't seem yourself. Is everything all right? You seemed off."Natalie forced a smile, the same smile she had been wearing for days, but it was growing harder to keep up the act. Inside, she was seething, irritated by their inc
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