The morning light filtered through the apartment windows, casting long shadows across the hardwood floor as I sat in what had become my makeshift office—a corner of the living room with a simple desk and chair. The quiet breakfast we'd shared was over, the girls having dispersed to their various activities. Camille was probably still in bed, claiming her job title was exhausting her though we all knew she just enjoyed being lazy. Alexis had retreated to her actual office to handle some administrative work, and Evelyn had vanished with one of her books, seeking solitude. Though I believe she's been preparing for the meeting as well.
Sienna, on the other hand, had lingered the longest, cleaning dishes with methodical precision, but even she had eventually drifted away, leaving me alone with my thoughts and the weight of what was coming.
