The new house had settled into a comforting rhythm over the past weeks, but peace in their rebuilt life was proving to be something they had to protect actively.One ordinary Tuesday afternoon, Elena was in the kitchen preparing dinner while soft music played from the speaker. Leo was in the living room with his blocks, narrating an elaborate story about knights and dragons to his stuffed penguin. Damien was due home any minute from a meeting, he had promised to pick up fresh bread on the way.The doorbell rang.Elena wiped her hands on a towel and walked to the front door, expecting a delivery. Instead, when she opened it, her stomach dropped.Lila stood on the doorstep.She looked polished as always, perfectly styled hair, designer bag, sharp smile that didn’t reach her eyes. In her arms was a young boy, about Leo’s age, with dark hair and familiar stormy gray eyes.“Hello, Elena,” Lila said sweetly, her voice dripping with false warmth. “I thought it was time we all met properly. T
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