It was already mid-winter in New York, with Valentine's Day just around the corner. Jasmine was finishing up her shift at BlueMoon private hospital, dressed in a bright yellow floral dress that matched her sunny mood. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail, revealing her bright smile.

As she headed out, Amber rushed up to her, and Nora was trying to catch up behind her.

"Hey, Jasmine! Why are you leaving early today?" Amber asked, curiosity etched on her face.

"What? I just got my mom's errands done," Jasmine replied, trying to brush off any further questions.

Amber raised an eyebrow. "You sure? You look amazing today—almost too nice...