Theo sat perched on the edge of the plush velvet sofa in the living room, the soft glow of the evening sun illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air. His attention was absorbed by the small screen in his hand, his thumb scrolling effortlessly through a stream of notifications, a slight frown furrowing his brow. He barely registered the soft click of Stella’s bedroom door opening, his focus entirely consumed by the digital world at his fingertips.

The silence was broken only by the ...