He's Not Him

One Week Later

It was a warm Saturday afternoon, and Emma, Alex, and Claire were gathered around the dining table, waiting for lunch to be served.

The air was light and filled with the sound of their laughter, the kind that only came from the comfort of being with family.

"You know, Claire," Alex teased, leaning back in his chair with a grin, "you're getting a little too comfortable here. Have you even thought about returning to your house? You have a house don't you?"

Claire raised an eyebrow at him, her tone dripping with playful sarcasm. "Why, Alex? Don't tell me you're tired of having me around already."

Emma, sitting between them, chuckled, her eyes darting between her husband and sister-in-law. She loved how easy their relationship had become over the past few weeks.