As I stepped into the garden, the crisp morning air wrapped around me, carrying the aroma of the coffee I had just brewed, mingling with the earthy scent of plants. The estate began to stir, a quiet lull before the day came to life. Well, I doubt anything will come fully to life today, it's going to be a quiet day today.
Then, my phone buzzed, breaking the peaceful moment.
Lilian.
I frowned. One of the housekeepers. She had never called me before—not once since we exchanged numbers. It could only mean one thing. Questions. The kind everyone's dying to ask.
I exhaled, already realizing something—I hadn't even perfected the story of how Aiden and I met. Not that it mattered much. No one would dare question him directly, not with Rose lurking around, so whatever I said would probably stick.
Swiping up, I brought the phone to my ear.
"Hi, Nelly, how are you doing?" Lilian's voice was calm, but there was something off—an anxious edge, a hesitance that made my brows furrow.
