The servant girl bowed and hurried out. However, Rosa's perceptive gaze didn't miss the fleeting tension in her husband's demeanor. "What's the matter, Reaves?" sensing his unease, she inquired.
Reaves, hesitating for a moment, decided to shield his family from the weight of his uncertainties. "Nothing to worry about."
The servant withdrew, leaving the family to exchange glances marked by unspoken questions.
"Just promise me you won't leave the house, not tonight." The gravity in his voice hinted at a hidden worry, leaving Rosa and Tiffany to nod in unison.
As the atmosphere held a palpable tension, Rosa was the first to break the silence. "Reaves, you've been acting strange. What's going on?" she asked, her concern deepening.
Reaves, choosing his words carefully, responded, "It's just been a long day. I needed some time alone." With a parting glance, he excused himself, retreating to the sanctuary of his room.
