The night shrouded in darkness, the moon's gentle glow cast a soft light through Jake's windows as he stirs awake to the sound of hushed whispers.
Frowning, he sits up in bed, straining to make out the muffled voices coming from downstairs.
As he quietly made his way down the stairs, the voices grew clearer, and he could hear his mother speaking in soothing tones, while a man's voice, choked with emotion.
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