The sun was beginning to dip behind the Boston skyline, casting a warm, honey-colored glow over the terrace. The air was crisp, but the outdoor heaters kept the space perfectly cozy. Raya sat tucked into a cushioned chair, meticulously applying a fresh coat of emerald polish to her nails, her mind still a bit hazy from a long, much-needed nap.
A few feet away, Chloe was stretched out on a lounger, a thick thriller resting face-down on her chest. Her sunglasses were sliding down her nose, and her breathing had just reached that rhythmic, heavy state of someone about to fall into a deep sleep.
Suddenly, Chloe’s phone buzzed aggressively on the side table. She jumped, the book sliding off her lap with a thud.
"Ugh, who is... oh!" Chloe scrambled for the phone, her eyes widening as she read
