I could feel the weight of Andy's suspicious gaze as he eyed me across the room. Despite his attempt at a cordial greeting, there was an underlying tension, a silent accusation lingering in the air.
"Sorry for being late, folks. Work held me up," Andy apologized, though his eyes darted between Timothy and me, searching for something that remained elusive.
"It's alright, Andy. Glad you could make it," Timothy replied, his tone tinged with an edge of unease.
“I’m surprised you two decided to come around. Figured you’d shut yourself off from the family,” Andy continued.
Kamran's mask of composure faltered briefly before he regained control. "Indeed, it seems like a surprise to everyone, but your brother said he would try."
Andy smirked. “How wonderful.”
I exchanged a glance with Timothy
