"Everyone has secrets, and everyone has something to hide, but the real question is what are you willing to do to keep yours hidden inside."
When Juliet, Violet, and Scarlet's abusive mother and stepfather were mysteriously murdered. Their lives to...
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A U T H O R'S P O V
Taking on the role of caring for Juliet after her mental breakdown, Violet was now busy preparing lunch for her sister. The aroma of the food wafted through the air, catching Antonio's attention.
"Is that for Juliet?" Antonio inquired, his gaze landing on the food. A gentle smile graced Violet's lips as she responded, "Yes, I'm hoping she'll eat. I've been concerned that she's not eating enough."
Antonio's worry was evident in his nod. "Any progress?" he asked, his voice filled with empathy. Violet shook her head, her expression softening.
"It's a slow process. Juliet is sensitive, and I believe giving her space is the best approach for now."
Antonio's curiosity persisted. "Do you know what triggered her breakdown?" he questioned. Violet met his gaze with a calm smile. "I'm uncertain, but I believe it's not a serious issue. Sometimes she becomes overwhelmed by small things."
Antonio found himself taken aback by Violet's seemingly dismissive response. "I think this is more serious, Violet. She's struggling," he gently pressed.
Violet's demeanor shifted unexpectedly, a touch of frustration creeping into her tone. "With all due respect, you don't know Juliet like I do. Let me take care of her in the way that I see fit."
Antonio was surprised by the sharpness in Violet's voice. It was an unusual departure from her typically composed demeanor.
"I'll leave you to it," Violet said, carrying the tray of food with her. She exited the room, passing by Nicolas who was on his way to the kitchen.
Antonio remained thoughtful, musing to himself, "That was odd."
Nicolas overheard his brother and interjected, "There's something unusual about their behavior. Antonio, this isn't normal. The way they're acting... it's as though they're keeping something hidden."
"I agree, but what could it be?" Antonio wondered aloud.
Nicolas sighed, his frustration evident. "I don't know, but whatever it is, it's becoming more prominent. We can't simply ignore this."
Antonio leaned against the kitchen counter, his brow furrowing as he contemplated the situation. "You're right, Nicolas. Something is off."
As Nicolas rummaged through the fridge, he continued, "I suggest we keep a closer watch on them. It's the only way to uncover the truth." Antonio nodded in agreement.
Upstairs, Violet entered Juliet's room. The space was dimly lit by candlelight, casting soft, flickering shadows on the walls. Juliet sat in a chair, her expression distant and empty.
