The silence in the kitchen remained heavy long after the echoes of the front door faded. The rank, sour smell of stale alcohol still hung in the air, a stark reminder of the violence that had just passed.
Jake held Catharine tightly against his chest, feeling the fine, erratic tremors running through her body. As he looked over her head toward the empty doorway, a subtle golden light still flickered in his peripheral vision.
Above the threshold where Catharine's father had just been, a glowing gold trendline shimmered in the air. It was a sharp, downward slope—a harsh bearish trajectory representing a life hitting absolute rock bottom. But right at the lowest trough, where the line looked ready to plunge into total collapse, Jake caught something else. The gold line was thickening, forming a clean, distinct double-bottom pattern. Small, bright indicators flared along the line, signaling a powerful technical setup for a bullish reversal.
