When I entered the dining room, I found Luke already there, sipping his coffee. He looked up as I entered, a warm smile spreading across his face.
"Good morning, my love," he said, standing to pull out my chair.
"Good morning," I replied, settling into my seat. "Have you spoken to Sia yet?"
Luke's smile faltered slightly. "Not yet. I thought it best to wait until after breakfast. I wanted to discuss it with you first, make sure we're on the same page about what to say."
I nodded, feeling a flutter of appreciation for his consideration. "Thank you, Luke. That means a lot to me."
As we ate our breakfast, we discussed how best to approach the situation with Sia. It was a delicate matter, and neither of us wanted to cause unnecessary hurt or drama.
"Perhaps we could frame it as a busines
