The morning sun streamed through the living room windows, casting warm light across the polished floors. Elara was tying her sneakers while Maya fidgeted with her bag.
“Mall?” Elara asked, a faint smile tugging at her lips.
Maya nodded. “Yeah. A few things we need. Plus, you deserve some more… self-love therapy.”
Elara rolled her eyes playfully. “Self-love therapy, huh?”
“You’re welcome,” Maya said with a grin.
They were just stepping out of the house when Aaron emerged from the study, sharp in a crisp shirt and perfectly tailored trousers. His eyes swept over Elara, lingering for a heartbeat longer than necessary.
Elara noticed immediately.
She felt heat rise to her cheeks but didn’t flinch.
Maya, however, didn’t miss it. Her eyebrows shot up, a teasing smirk forming.
“Well, well
