Ciara leaned against the nearby arcade machine, a mischievous smirk tugging at her lips as Zaya continued to gape at her. "You want to know how it happened? Fine, I'll tell you. But don't say I didn't warn you—it's a bit of a saga."
I folded my arms, leaning in with Lise to listen. Zaya crossed her arms skeptically but didn't interrupt.
"Well," Ciara began, "it all started when *dear Grandma Leora* decided that my single lifestyle wasn't fitting for someone of my 'status.' Her words, not mine."
Zaya groaned. "Classic Grandma. Please don't tell me she roped you into something ridiculous."
"Oh, she did more than that," Ciara replied, rolling her eyes. "She signed me up for the *Perfect Match System*. I didn't even know until one day, poof! Aeliana pops up as my so-called 'perfect match.'"
Lise's eyebrows shot up. "Wait, Grandma runs the system?"
