Kalea was sitting in the warm TV room of the penthouse. Beside her, Ansel was sound asleep on a small sofa, a soft blanket covering his tiny body. The television was on at a low volume, playing a drama show that served as mere background noise. Kalea herself was engrossed in staring at her laptop screen. It had been a year since she had taken a break from college, and she planned to extend it for another year until her child was a little older.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang, breaking the silence. Kalea frowned, slightly puzzled. She didn't recall ordering anything today. With a hint of hesitation, she got up from her seat and walked to the front door.
When she checked the security camera screen, her body tensed. Arthur's parents, Aquila and Albern, were standing at the door with warm smiles.
