Where She Belongs

At night, the pavilion was silent. Leona sat in her work chair, staring at her phone screen while waiting for Luc’s report. Yet her mind couldn’t focus. The fatigue from surgery, combined with Declan’s pressure, left her frustrated.

Tessa entered, carrying a glass of water. “Miss, you should rest. Your body is still weak. Sitting too long will only worsen your condition.”

Leona scoffed, her eyes