Two hours ago…
Evening light filtered through the curtains as the household bustled with life.
Scarlet stood in the kitchen, humming softly to herself while the scent of freshly stir-fried vegetables filled the air.
The clatter of pans mixed with the background noise of the television, where Luoyang sat curled up on the couch, belly gently cradled in her arms as she absently scrolled through the game forums on her tablet.
In Bedroom 2, the familiar hiss of capsules powering on echoed as Rey and Mia dove into their grind sessions. From the bathroom of the Master Bedroom, the sound of running water signaled Scott's return home from work.
All was well.
Until the doorbell rang.
Scarlet, wiping her hands, raised her voice. "I'll get it…"
"No need, Auntie," Luoyang called out, already getting up, careful with her steps. "I'll open it."
She waddled to the door and pulled it open—
—and froze.
Standing before her was a woman. Elegant, tall, strikingly familiar.
