~Elvira~ “Come in,” Gabriel’s deep voice called out when I knocked. I opened the door and stepped inside. The living room was bathed in the soft morning light, with its large windows and modern furniture. Gabriel was sitting around a table near the window, across from him sat his grandmother…her grey hair shining... They both looked up as I entered. “Good morning,” I greeted. “Sit,” Gabriel said gesturing to the empty chair between them. The table was spread with a lavish breakfast, freshly baked bread, seasonal fruits, and the rich aroma of coffee. In any other world, this would have been a peaceful morning. But here, with Gabriel’s gaze on one side and the Matriarch’s assessing eyes on the other, I felt like I was sitting in a courtroom. I kept my hands in my lap so they wouldn't see them shaking. “You look pale, Elvira,” Mrs. Grayson said…her voice had the dignity of someone who was used to being obeyed. “Eat. You’ll need your strength for what’s comin
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