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Nora’s expression remained unreadable. “I didn’t see them,” she replied flatly.

Arnold’s gaze lingered on her face, and a knowing glint entered his eyes. “You saw them. You just ignored them,” he stated, his voice calm yet firm.

Silence stretched between them.

Finally, Arnold sighed and adjusted his watch. “Grandma Lancelot has invited us to dinner at the manor tonight,” he informed her. “She wants you to come.”

Nora had always made an effort to attend Grandma Lancelot’s invitations in the past.

But today, she didn’t even hesitate before responding. “I have something to do tonight. Maybe next time.”

Arnold’s expression flickered with something–surprise, perhaps even a hint of disappointment–but he quickly masked it. “Nora-”

She didn’t let him finish. With a polite yet distant smile, she stepped past him and walked away, leaving him standing there.

A moment later, the door to the restroom swung open, and Alex emerged. He looked up at his father and noticed that he was staring in the direction Nora had gone.

“Dad?” Alex tilted his head. “What are you looking at? Did you see someone you know?”

Arnold hesitated briefly before answering. “It was your mom.”

At the mention of Nora, Alex’s small face scrunched up in displeasure. He crossed his arms over his chest. “Hmph. She still hasn’t taken me skiing like she promised.”

Arnold’s brows furrowed slightly as he observed his son’s reaction.

attitude just moments ago and couldn’t help but wonder if something had shifted between them.

should try to be more understanding. Your mom has a busy schedule.”

indignantly,

his son, his lips parting slightly before he let out a quiet sigh. “No, Alex,” he

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let out a small, dissatisfied noise before looking away, his little fists

reaction carefully, his mind drifting back to his encounter with

polite detachment; it was

rejection.

in his chest, but he

finally, placing a hand on Alex’s back and gently

remained silent, but his expression was one of unresolved frustration.

as for Arnold, his thoughts were clouded with something he couldn’t quite put into

unwilling to explain

simply told Alex, “I’ll be heading to your grandmother’s for dinner tonight.”

mother’s supposed neglect, tilted his head in question. “What about

Mom?”

answering, “Your mom isn’t coming. It’ll be

pursed in

too busy,” he muttered, his small hands clenching at his sides. It didn’t sit well

comment. There were things

finishing her coffee when her phone

Cole’s name on the screen,