Iris’s POV
Maya’s call came like a warm reprieve from the tension that had been building all morning.
“Hey, you ready?” she asked, a teasing lilt in her voice. “Marcus told me to keep you occupied and relaxed, so I’m coming to get you.”
I laughed softly, letting the sound tumble out like a secret. “Occupied and relaxed? That sounds dangerously perfect.”
“Exactly,” she said. “I’ll be there in ten.”
True to her word, she arrived quickly, the car already filled with her usual upbeat energy. I climbed in, letting her take the wheel while I sank into the seat, letting the luxury of being chauffeured sink in. Marcus’s thoughtfulness was oddly comforting. At least he had no idea how aware I was of the double life I was living.
The spa was everything I needed. Soft music, scented oils, the
