The morning started normally. Maya stood in front of the mirror adjusting the sleeve of her blouse, smoothing invisible creases from the fabric. She had chosen something softer today ivory silk tucked into a high-waisted charcoal skirt. Professional. Elegant. Not loud.
Damien watched her from the doorway. "You're overly dressed whats happening at the office today ," he said.
"I have a strategy review."
"With him?"
She paused only briefly before answering. "It's a board session." That was technically true.
Layrus began fussing in his crib, saving her from the conversation. Maya moved toward the baby immediately, lifting him into her arms.
"Good morning, Jelly man you look so Good, time to meet grandmother," she whispered against his cheek.
Damien stepped forward and took the diape
