Amelia woke later than usual.For a few seconds the unfamiliar ceiling confused her. The light coming through the curtains was softer than the light in the apartment she had shared with Adrian, and the quiet felt thicker somehow. Then the previous night came back in a single heavy wave — the ballroom, the videos playing on the large screen, Adrian’s face when the Valmont name landed in the middle of the room, the strange emptiness that had followed her into the car and stayed with her all the way here. She lay still with one hand resting on her stomach.*I’m sorry,* she thought toward the child. *I’m sorry your start has been like this. I’m sorry I had to do that to your father. He didn’t leave me clean choices.*She stayed there a moment longer, letting the weight of everything settle again, then got up and went downstairs.Richard and Margaret were already at the dining table. The atmosphere was quiet and serious. A pot of tea sat between them, and Richard’s tablet lay face-down bes
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