After she had hung up the call with Fiona, Elena had sat on the edge of her bed, letting out a long, deep breath. The revelation about Mr. Lopez had unsettled her, and she felt a restless energy bubbling under her skin.
She had then decided a shower might help clear her mind. Elena had stepped into the bathroom, letting the hot water cascade over her, washing away the tension of the day.
She had taken her time, savoring the warmth, trying to let the steam envelop her worries. After a while, she turned off the water, wrapped herself in a soft, white bathrobe, and stepped out of the bathroom.
Just as she was about to head to her bedroom to change, there was a knock at the door and she frowned, wondering who could be visiting at this hour.
Opening the door cautiously, she was surprised to see Dan standing there, a charming smile on his face.
