The door closed softly behind Maya. Silence settled in the room heavily. Evelyn remained seated, her posture relaxed, her fingers resting lightly on the file in front of her. She did not rush to speak and simply watched.

Maya took a few slow steps forward, her heels echoing faintly against the polished floor. There was confidence in her stride, as she walked like she owned the office.

Her lips curved faintly. “I didn’t expect to see you here.”

Evelyn met her gaze without blinking. “Neither did I.”

For a brief moment, the air between them stilled. Then Maya let out a soft, amused breath. “I heard you had a miscarriage.”...