The large windows filled the living room with light, but the air between Daniel and Lena remained cold and tense. Every glance, every breath they shared in that space felt like a silent battle neither was willing to lose.

For days, they had walked past each other like strangers. Short greetings, fake smiles, and long silences filled the mansion. Jamie barely spoke to either of them. The boy was still upset about what had happened at the amusement park, and no one had managed to calm him down.

Daniel sat in the living room, flipping through a business magazine without really reading it. His thoughts were somewhere else—always circling back...