Quin's last night before leaving home for the start of the semester was quieter than the others.Martha had spent the whole afternoon preparing a delicious farewell dinner; braised lamb shanks, root vegetables roast and old Bordeaux, which Douglas himself had fetched from the cellar."I can't believe summer is already over," Martha sighed, putting aside her fork and propping her chin in her hand. "I'll miss you so much when you return to your apartment at university, Quinny.""It's only three hours away, Mom," Quin replied quietly, poking at her carrots with her fork. She was wearing a simple cream knit sweater, not as revealing as the green slip from the previous weekend, but there was the same undercurrent of tension.Across the table, Douglas cut his meat deliberately. During the whole dinner, he didn't say a word, maintaining his role of the perfect stepfather. However, every time Quin lifted her gaze, she noticed that he was already looking at her. Probably remembering their las
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