Eve was jolted awake by a soft knock on her door. She rubbed her eyes and sat up, feeling disoriented. The help, a young woman named Maria, entered the room with a tentative smile.
"Miss Eve, there's someone here to see you," Maria said.
Eve's heart skipped a beat. She quickly glanced at the clock on her bedside table. It was just past 7 AM. Groaning inwardly, she threw back the covers and got out of bed.
"Thank you, Maria. I'll be down in a minute," Eve replied, her voice still groggy from sleep.
She hurriedly washed her face and brushed her teeth, then slipped into a casual yet stylish outfit: a pair of jeans and a pink blouse. She pulled her hair into a neat ponytail, trying to look presentable despite the early hour.
When she finally made her way downstairs, she saw Alex waiting in the sitting room. He was dressed in a sharp navy suit. Eve couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"Why are you here so early?" she asked, crossing her arms.
