The following morning, Liora woke with a light, persistent smile she couldn't quite explain.
She blamed it on everything... except the hot, vivid memory of Caelan’s dream she had.
She dressed quickly in a cozy knit sweater and jeans, making her way downstairs where the comforting aroma of freshly brewed coffee greeted her. Mrs. Agnes looked up from the dining table, setting out a basket of warm pastries. "Good morning, dear."
"Morning," Liora replied brightly.
Before she could pull out a chair, Mara entered carrying a heavy leather folder. "Mrs. Ashford."
"Liora," she gently reminded her.
"My apologies... Liora." Mara handed over the file. "Today's inspection has been moved."
Liora flipped open the folder, skimming the top document. "Rosehaven Estate?"
"The owners have formally req
