The atmosphere in the living room felt cold and dark as if the two elders had just had a big fight.
"Mom, are they fighting? Why do their expressions look terrible?" Dax whisper.
Bella shook her head. She didn't understand either why the tension around them was so high.
"I'm not so sure. Let's find out," Bella said as she continued to walk.
Bella tried to get the two old men's attention by clearing her throat slightly, hoping they would know about her presence. However, they did not respond to it in any way. It seemed they were still in a trance.
Despite Bella and Dax sitting on a two-seater sofa, the two old men seemed oblivious to their presence.
She was speechless.
"Mom, are they okay? Why do they look like statues?" Dax asked, looking at Old Donovan and Old Sinclair in return — curious to see why they weren't moving.
