[Reid Mansion — Late Morning]
The sitting area was bathed in soft sunlight, the kind that made everything feel slower and calmer than it actually was.
Margaret sat in her usual armchair, a porcelain cup balanced perfectly in her hand.
Pauline occupied the sofa across from her, elegant as ever, while Alexander leaned against the armrest beside Evelyn, listening more than speaking.
It was one of those rare, quiet moments.
Pauline broke the silence first.
"You should stay for lunch," she said to Evelyn gently. "I have asked the kitchen to make something light."
Evelyn smiled apologetically. "I wish I could but I really have to leave."
Pauline tilted her head. "Work?"
Before Evelyn could answer, Alexander spoke.
"We both have to go," he said easily. "We are picking her grandmother up from the airport."
The effect was immediate.
Margaret's cup paused halfway to her lips as her brows drew together in a way that was unmistakable.
"Ursula Carter," she said flatly.
