Arlene's POV
Warner and I have been avoiding our bedroom for several nights now. The tension between us hangs thick in the air, neither of us willing to face the difficult conversation that waits. When Bernard Warner requested my presence at an important meeting, I welcomed the distraction. I immediately contacted Linton to arrange childcare, asking if Rosalie and Paulina could watch the twins.
Before I could finish explaining the situation, Christopher and Paulina were already eagerly volunteering. The twins were thrilled at the prospect of being featured in one of Rosalie weekend unboxing livestreams, provided they behaved themselves throughout the day.
Dash watched me with concern as I strapped on my heels, her eyes searching my face. "Everything alright with you?"
"Sleep has been elusive lately," I replied with a casual shrug, hoping to deflect her worry.
