The Denovan estate was unusually quiet that morning. Anika had already left for school with her bag swinging behind her, and Maya had gone to her studio for another full day of work. In the wide lounge room, sunlight streamed through the tall windows, glinting off the polished marble floor and highlighting the anticipation in the air.

Mr. and Mrs. Denovan sat together on the long cream sofa, though neither looked completely at ease. A pot of tea rested untouched on the low glass table between them, steam rising faintly. Papers lay scattered across the table notes, sketches, and sample invitations for the upcoming announcement party.

Across from them, the...