The Denovan family returned home later that evening. The ride back had been quiet. Each of them had their own thoughts about the meeting at the Carter estate. The air outside was soft with the colors of sunset, painting the sky in gold and pink.

Inside the grand Denovan home, Maya was waiting for them. She had been sitting in the living room, her hands folded in her lap, trying to stay calm. When she heard the sound of the door opening, she quickly stood up.

Mr and Mrs Denovan walked inside together. They both looked tired but steady, their expressions calm. Mrs Denovan carried her shawl draped over one...