Chapter 17: In Which a Truce Is Formed, Family Stories Are Shared, and Invitations Get Out of Hand

The quiet hum of the office late at night had become their norm—papers rustling, keyboards tapping, the occasional click of Lillian’s pen as she mulled over a note. The glow from the desk lamp cast soft shadows across the table, bathing their workspace in a warm kind of stillness. Outside the floor-...

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