Monday morning arrived with a calm rhythm that felt almost unfamiliar after everything that had unfolded over the weekend. The house carried a gentle warmth, one that lingered in the quiet movements between Adaline and Mrs. Margareta as they worked side by side in the kitchen.The sound of utensils clinking softly against plates filled the air. Adaline moved with more ease than usual, her shoulders no longer as tense, her steps lighter. Mrs. Margareta noticed it again, that subtle shift in her, but said nothing. Instead, she allowed the silence to remain comfortable, occasionally glancing at Adaline with a knowing smile.Breakfast was soon ready.When Ronan joined them, there was no cold distance in his expression. He sat down, and without hesitation, the three of them ate together like they had done the previous day. The atmosphere felt natural, almost as if this had always been their routine.After a few minutes, Ronan spoke."I will be late for work today. I have somewhere to stop
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