It was common for me to call Jane my sister even though she was my cousin. As I dressed, I hummed a cheerful tune, looking forward to spending time with Luke and discussing our plans for the publishing house.
When I entered the dining room for breakfast, I was surprised to see only my parents and Jane at the table.
"Good morning," I said, looking around. "Where's Luke?"
My mother glanced up from her plate, a slight frown creasing her brow. "Oh, good morning, dear. Luke left early with Sia. Something about meeting with a printer in town."
I felt a flicker of unease in my stomach. "He didn't mention anything to me about that last night."
Jane reached out and squeezed my hand. "I'm sure it was a last-minute thing, Bella. Don't worry."
I nodded, trying to push away the doubt creeping int
