Chapter Eighty-four

Amid the fading evening light, Emma nervously stood at the doorstep of her family's grand home. It was an imposing structure, a testament to their once-formidable status in the community. She inhaled deeply, knowing the somber news he carried would further darken their tarnished reputation.

Emma had barely closed the door to the family’s grand but now strangely quiet sitting room when her eyes caught the sight of her family members all around the living room area. Her dark eyes welled up with tears, mirroring the shock that had seeped through her body when she received the news.

As she entered the cozy living room, her sister Mary was perched by the window, holding a drink. Uncle Arnold was engrossed in a game of chess with his teenage son, the wooden pieces locked in a tactical pattern.

Arnold’s wife sat by the fireplace, her eyes reflecting the dance of the flames. Emma’s throat tightened as she saw their blissful ignorance, their innocence still untouched by the calamity that await
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