Centuries later…
In the Hale Household, two loud voices rang in the mansion. All the servants only wanted to leave for a moment and avoid this inevitable confrontation.
"Felix Hale!" a middle-aged woman yelled angrily. "Where do you think you're going, huh!? No, you cannot leave! You've always been absent all this time and now, you want to leave?! You just came home!"
She hurriedly went to stop Felix from leaving, holding his arm to stop him from packing his stuff. "No, you cannot! I said —"
"Enough!" Felix, currently fifty, flung his arm away. His action caused the woman to fall onto the floor.
"Juliet, enough," he repeated under his breath, his voice laced with a tinge of suppressed anger. "Enough. We're done. It's over for the both of us."
The middle-aged woman scoffed. "No, it's not over for us yet!"
