Janice stirred a pot on the stove, the rich aroma of spices filling the kitchen. Her hands moved skillfully, adding a dash of this and a pinch of that. As she worked, her mind wandered to the recent events, her curiosity piqued by her brief hospital encounter.
"How's Ember?" she asked casually, her tone neutral but laced with subtle interest. She glanced over at her daughter, Aurora, who sat at the kitchen counter, slicing vegetables with effortless grace.
Aurora, the top model and owner of her own successful modeling agency, was an unusual sight in the kitchen. She rarely visited, let alone helped with cooking. Today, though, she sat there, the picture of domestic ease, yet with a camera set up in front of her recording her every move. Even in moments like these, she curated her image.
