Chapter 3 - THE FAMILY ARRIVES
Heavy footsteps stomped across the oak floorboards of the foyer as the front door swung open to let in the winter freeze.
Twenty-five family members poured into the grand entryway, carrying wrapped Christmas gifts, trays of roasted turkey, and laughter that quickly died down.
David’s older sister, Sarah, shook the snow off her woolen coat, immediately sensing the razor-sharp tension radiating from the kitchen.
"Did we walk into a crime scene, or did someone burn the gingerbread cookies?" Sarah joked nervously, looking between David and Chloe.
Chloe tucked the white envelope behind her back, forcing a stiff, unnatural smile onto her pale, powder-dusted face.
"Everything is wonderful, Sarah! Your mother was just giving us a lovely holiday surprise," Chloe lied, her emerald dress rustling as she shifted weight.
Margaret walked out of the kitchen, her dark trousers crisp and her navy blue sweater adding an air of matriarchal authority.
"It is a surprise, indeed," Margaret spoke up, her voice echoing across the high-ceilinged foyer to capture every guest's attention.
"Before we sit down for Christmas dinner, there is a small matter of family business we must address right here," Margaret added firmly.
The twenty-five relatives lowered their bags and casserole dishes, exchanging confused glances as the festive mood instantly evaporated.
David stepped between his mother and his wife, his white dress shirt wrinkled at the sleeves from stress.
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"Mom, please... not in front of everyone on Christmas Eve," David begged in a strained whisper.
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