At midday, Anne returned home, her weariness evident in every step she took. The events of the past day had taken a toll on her, and she longed for a moment of respite.
Exhausted, Anne lay down on the bed, the weight of her thoughts pressing down on her. The secrets and complexities of her family's situation had become a heavy burden, and she found herself at a crossroads.
"Should I tell Elena about it?" Anne mused quietly, her mind consumed by the dilemma before her. She knew that revealing the truth about Paul's involvement in the recent altercation could have dire consequences. "I don't think it's the best time. She will not spare Paul's life if she finds he was the culprit."
As Anne deliberated, her thoughts drifted to her son, Paul.
"Ahhh," she murmured, a sigh of exasperation escaping her lips. "This boy will never let me live in peace."
