A night at the bistro is usually a place where people find some peace after a long day.

But for Sally Metcalfe, that peace was shattered in seconds by a seemingly harmless misunderstanding.

The scene where Sally saw Trisha Marlow sitting with a teenage boy reactivated all the suspicions she had been harboring about this woman.

In a moment of impatience, Sally stood up and went straight to the table, without verifying or observing carefully, and rushed to attack.

Trisha was surprised, the customers in the restaurant stopped using their knives and forks, and the boy was panicking, not understanding why he was dragged into an adult matter. All the words Sally threw out – “what are you doing with this boy?”, “don’t think I don’t know who you’re aiming at” – fell into a heavy atmosphere. Trisha didn’t react strongly; instead, she calmly revealed the truth that made Sally feel like she was slapped: the teenager was her own nephew.

Tim rushed to intervene, his face red with embarrassment. Brody, who was standing nearby, was also dragged into the awkward situation. Sally was suddenly the center of attention, and this time not because of her community achievements or the usual caring words, but because of a self-inflicted embarrassment. The silence fell, leaving Sally to face the immediate consequences: she had jumped to conclusions too quickly.