The low hum of the air conditioner hovered in the room,
filling the silence like a whisper between ghosts.
Three figures sat still, the weight of unspoken words pressing between them. One wrestled with his thoughts, assembling the right questions. The other two braced themselves, their rehearsed lies coiling, ready to be unleashed. "So,"
Jaxen exhaled, rubbing his palms together, his gaze flickering toward Lav, searching for truth in her expression. "What really happened?" Elowen lowered her head slightly, her brows knitting together as though trying to summon sincerity.
"Your mother cut off all contact,"
She declared, her voice hushed yet firm. "She even threatened me into quitting my job. I thought I could handle this alone, just you and me, but no matter how I tried to reach you, you were nowhere to be found. I couldn't even step near your house"
