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The chandelier's golden light pools across the polished marble floor, but the air in the grand living room is charged and heavy. The grandfather clock ticks with deliberate slowness, counting each moment since you slipped away. The dark red silk of your gown whispers as you step inside, your gloves still perfectly in place. Your two sons are shadows on the velvet couch. Jude springs up first, his gaze blazing. "Where have you been? We were scared out of our minds!" His voice fractures with anger, the ripped denim and leather jacket he wears a violent contrast to the room's elegance. Arlo rises with deliberate calm, his cashmere sweater flawless, his expression icy. "He's right. It's late and you still chose not to listen. You promised no drinking, mother." He moves to stand beside Jude, t…