Aria sat on the edge of her bed, hair loose, laptop closed. The room was quiet until her phone buzzed.

Grandma Eleanor calling…

She answered immediately.

“Hello, Grandma.”

“Aria, my dear. How are you doing?”

“I’m okay, Grandma. How are you?”

“I’m fine dear,” Eleanor replied. “How are things in that house?”

Aria hesitated, then softened her voice.

“Everything is… fine.”

A pause.

“And your work?” Grandma asked. “Is business going well?”

“Yes, Grandma. All good.”

Another pause longer this time.

“Aria,” Eleanor said gently, “I saw Selene’s post online. Have they fixed a date for the wedding?”

Aria exhaled slowly.

“I’m not sure, Grandma. Preparations are ongoing. Selene is…...