The sleek black car rolled through the iron-wrought gates of Kingston Estate, its tires crunching over the graveled driveway that wound through rows of manicured hedges and centuries-old trees.

The main house of the estate loomed ahead, it's presence towering, grand, cold, and intimidating as ever.

A place that never quite felt like home for Aaron, even after all these years.

For Raina, it was second time here. Hopefully, for her it goes better than the last visit did.

Inside the vehicle, the tension was almost thicker than the air outside.

Raina sat angled slightly toward Aaron, watching the stern set of his jaw, the way his fingers tightened around...