- Aria -
I never imagined two days in Sean's house could feel so mundane. It was as if time had wrapped itself in a cozy blanket and settled in for a long winter's nap. The sounds of his voice fading through the closed door of his home office became a soothing backdrop to my thoughts, but somewhere in that soothing hum was an unsettling note. The bustling chaos of his work life seemed normal, predictable even. Yet, in the echo of my own solitude in this grand house, I felt increasingly estranged—a spectator rather than a participant.
Mrs. Kelly had become my steadfast ally. With her warm smile and the smell of freshly baked bread wafting through the air, it was hard to feel entirely alone. We would sit for hours, me cradling a cup of her perfect Earl Grey and her sharing tales of her own
