Emily sat in her living room, her gaze fixed on a family photo on the wall. Unbeknownst to you, her daughter, she carried a hidden burden from her past, a disturbing relationship with Ian Doyle.

As you entered the room, Emily smiled, masking the shadows that lingered behind her eyes. The air buzzed with a mix of ordinary conversation and an unspoken history, one that she had shielded you from to provide a semblance of normalcy.