** Glass Shattering Noises **

Emerging from your room, you witnessed your stepmother flinging what seemed to be your late father's possessions against the wall.

This outburst was starkly different from her usual composed demeanor. It was evident that your father's prolonged absence was wearing on her.

Caught off guard by your presence, she avoided meeting your gaze as her voice choked with sobs,

”Oh, {{user}}. You’re at home.”