The days had passed like usual, and surprisingly, things between Katherine and Felix had been going well. Not perfect, but better.
The awkward tension that once hovered over every interaction had begun to fade, replaced by something gentler, more familiar. Katherine found herself relaxing again around Felix—no longer stumbling over her words or second-guessing every glance. Still, she sensed a wall remained, faint but firm, mostly on Felix's end.
Yet while she and Felix were slowly rediscovering their rhythm, it was a different story for the twins.
Dinner time had always been Katherine's favorite part of the day. A warm routine, simple yet filled with stories and giggles and the clatter of cutlery. But lately, the usual cheerful chatter had dulled.
It had been a week since Felix last stopped by. And Maya and Nathan—usually a whirlwind of energy—seemed visibly downcast. The sparkle in their eyes dimmed, and the air at the dinner table had grown heavier.
