A few days had passed since that playful night the two couples had spent together at the mansion. Arthur had returned to Brazil — he had surgeries scheduled and hospital commitments waiting — and Zoe had gone with him, since Thor had assigned her some business-related tasks in São Paulo. Meanwhile, Thor and Celina stayed in New York, enjoying their time alone whenever they could.

That afternoon, Celina sat in her home office, fingers flying over the keyboard as she typed the final lines of her first novel. Her heart was racing, tears threatening to spill as she wrote the emotional ending. When she finally typed the last sentence, she leaned back, exhaling deeply — relief and pride washing over her all at once. She had done it. Her first book was complete.

Still emotional, she heard her phone ring. The caller ID surprised her — Emma Callahan.

“Hello, Celina. I hope I’m not disturbing you,” Emma’s soft voice said.

“Not at all, Emma. It’s so nice to hear from you!” Celina replied with a