MIGUEL'S GUEST HOUSE
Elizabeth stood at the top of the stairs while she watched as Miguel briskly walked towards the front door. She sighed, leaning against the banister.
"Why are you in such a hurry today? Slow down," she called out to Miguel.
Miguel paused, turning to glance back at her with a smirk. "I have a meeting. It's what people with jobs do," he teased.
Elizabeth rolled her eyes as a soft laugh escaped her lips. "Yeah, yeah. I'll try to join the business soon, don’t worry," she said.
Miguel smiled and shook his head as he reached for the doorknob. "Don’t stay out too long," Elizabeth added, leaning over the railing slightly. "I'm making your favorite for dinner."
Miguel's eyes softened as he looked at her. "That’s good news. I’ll be home before you know it." He gave her a s
