Chapter 85:Hidden Truths and Frayed Ties

When they got to the living room, the air was still thick with the unspoken tension Olivia had brought with her. Emma, ever the gracious host, smiled brightly, masking her unease as she motioned for them to sit on the plush couches arranged around a low coffee table. “Oh, I forgot to offer you anything,” Emma said, her voice light with feigned nonchalance as she stood up abruptly. “Let me get you both something to drink. Juice? Cookies? I think I’ve got some fresh orange juice in the fridge.” “That sounds lovely,” Siobhan—now playing the role of Catherine—replied with a warm smile. Olivia merely nodded, her eyes scanning the room with an intensity that betrayed her growing frustration. Emma returned quickly with a tray holding a pitcher of juice, three glasses, and a plate of homemade cookies. She poured the juice carefully, trying to keep her hands steady, her mind racing through all the possible scenarios that could unfold. As they sipped their drinks and nibbled on the cookies,