Celina and Zoe arrived at the mansion laughing, chatting, and juggling their shopping bags like two teenagers coming home from an unforgettable adventure. The lighthearted, carefree mood clashed with the stillness of the house. The sound of Celina’s heels echoed against the marble floor, blending with the soft jingle of Zoe’s bracelets.

As they crossed the grand hall, Celina spotted Thor seated in the spacious living room, a glass of whiskey in his hand, his gaze lost somewhere in the distance.