As Rachel walked into the house, she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment. She had just come from a meeting with Chase and Caleb, and she was confident that she had made a great impression. She was smiling from ear to ear, eager to share the details of her day with the man who was cooking in the kitchen.
The man, who was standing at the stove, turned down the heat and looked back at Rachel, his face stern and unyielding. Rachel didn't seem to notice, however, and she continued to smile as she walked towards him.
"Hey, honey!" she exclaimed, dropping her bag on the couch and meeting the man halfway. "I had a great day today! The meeting with Chase and Caleb went perfectly."
But instead of receiving a warm welcome, Rachel was pushed away by the man. He sat down immed
