The morning sunlight streamed through the tall windows of the luxurious Brown estate, illuminating the spacious hall where suitcases stood neatly packed. Julie Iris-Brown stood at the door, ready to leave for her exhibition. Her elegant, art-curator demeanor exuded grace, yet the subtle tension in her body language hinted at the emotional farewell she was about to deliver.
Angela watched from a distance as Julie approached Edmund, her expression full of warmth and fondness. Julie's fingers brushed his cheek, and she leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss on his lips. It was a lingering kiss, one that made Angela's insides twist with jealousy, stirring emotions she didn't know how to bury.