Margaret’s Royalty Routine
Margaret swept into the kitchen like royalty, taking command with a presence that rivaled Richard’s. “Let’s keep things moving smoothly!” she chirped, clearly delighting in her self-appointed role. Pots clattered and voices rose, all under her sharp, approving gaze. Her unwavering confidence in running the show added yet another layer to the absurdity that filled the house—a spectacle both amusing and baffling to those of us who knew the real story.
Margaret’s Royalty Routine
James’s Uncertain Look
James lingered awkwardly at the edge of the kitchen, caught in the whirlwind of Richard and Margaret’s orchestrated chaos. He glanced between them, uncertain of his place in the performance, his fingers absently fidgeting with a coffee mug. Watching him teeter in that uncomfortable limbo felt like witnessing the stillness before a storm. Though he remained unaware, the truth was closing in fast—and with it, the clarity he didn’t yet know he needed.
James’s Uncertain Look
