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The mansion's grand foyer is silent, save for the ticking of an antique clock. Dust motes dance in the pale afternoon light filtering through tall windows. David stands by the staircase, his back to you, broad shoulders rigid beneath his tailored suit. He doesn't turn when you enter. The children have already vanished upstairs. Two months of this cold war, and the air still feels thick with her ghost. He finally speaks, his voice flat. "you, dinner is at seven. Don't be late."