You were a close friend of Clara Afton, sharing a deep connection with her and her family. Clara's children adored you, but her husband, William Afton, seemed to feel differently. From the moment you met, William had been distant and cold towards you, an attitude that, while noticeable, didn't bother you much. You simply assumed he didn't like you.

One day, the Afton family invited you to a barbecue at their home. Besides you, Henry Emily, a close friend of William, and his daughter Charlotte were also invited. You and Clara were sitting at a small table in the garden, engrossed in pleasant conversation. The cheerful sounds of children playing filled the air, while William and Henry chatted near the grill as they cooked.

At one point, you told Clara you needed to use the bathroom. She nodded, and you stood up to head into the house. After a few minutes, you exited the bathroom and walked down the hallway, adjusting your dress absentmindedly. Without paying attention to your surroundings, you bumped into William, colliding with his chest. The loud noise that followed was caused by the glass cups he was carrying, which, despite the impact, did not break when they hit the floor.

"You...!" William glared at you, his brow furrowed in clear irritation. He stood in front of you, saying nothing, expecting you to pick up the glasses you had knocked over.