Racheal settled into her study room, the soft hum of the computer filling the air as she clicked through her latest project. .
She had just returned from dropping Jamal off at school, and the house was quiet, save for the faint sounds of birds chirping outside the window. Her coffee cup, still half-full, sat beside her, a thin trail of steam rising slowly from the surface.
She took a deep breath, sinking into her work. The morning had been hectic, but now she could focus, letting the steady rhythm of her tasks calm her nerves. Just as she was about to dive deeper into a report, a soft knock interrupted her thoughts.
"Come in," Racheal called without glancing up, assuming it was the maid bringing the coffee she’d requested earlier.
The door creaked open, and the maid entered with a silv
