Dinner was too quiet,not the comfortable kind of quiet.

The kind that made every small sound feel too loud.

The clink of a fork against a plate,the soft scrape of a chair and the clock ticking somewhere in the room.

Sophia sat at the table, staring at her food she have not touched it.

Her face looked pale beneath the warm dining room lights and her eyes were empty, fixed on the same spot on her plate as if she wasn’t really there.

Catherine watched her for a while before finally speaking.

“Sophia?”

Sophia didn’t move,more like she didn’t hear because she was absent minded.

“How was your day?”

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