Inside the luxurious car, Mira, Little Zami, and Lily sat in the back seat while the chauffeur drove smoothly down the road. James occupied the front seat, glancing occasionally into the rearview mirror. Mira could hear the endless giggles from Little Zami and Lily, their playful exchange filling the space with warmth and lightheartedness. It was as though they were speaking a secret language, one Mira couldn't quite understand. She was happy to see that Lily and her daughter were getting along so well, but a small, nagging curiosity lingered in her mind. What were they whispering about that made them laugh so much? The sound of their giggles seemed to carry a deeper connection, one that Mira wasn't entirely a part of, and it left her feeling slightly left out.
James broke the silence, his voice drawing Mira's attention. "Is something wrong?" he asked, noticing her puzzled expression in the rearview mirror.
