Rachel placed the envelope on the table as she set the last dish down. The sound of her footsteps seemed to echo in the quiet apartment. Kevin entered, tired from his day, but as soon as he saw the envelope, his expression shifted. The smile he wore as he greeted her faded, replaced by something unreadable.
He picked it up and opened it slowly, a look of confusion flickering across his face as he scanned the contents.
“Rachel,” he began, his voice uncertain. “What is this?”
Her pulse quickened, but she kept her composure. “I think you know exactly what it is.
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