The room immediately fell into a thick, heavy silence after my suggestion. It felt deeply uncomfortable and unnerving, loaded with the unspoken history of the entire Grey family. We were three people completely stuck. We couldn't figure out any solution together, and the realization hit me hard: the bad blood between Luther and his parents wasn't just typical family tension; it was really bad—a toxic, decades-long enmity that his own niece couldn't trust him to set aside, even to help her mother. That spoke volumes about the depth of the war being waged inside this house.
Between the crushing family drama and the shock of realizing how deep Luther’s conflict with his family truly was, I made another striking realization: Before everything that went down, I was absolutely terrified of Luth
