Raelynn stepped into the grand entryway of the house, her fingers clutching a single stem of a vibrant red rose. She brought it to her nose, inhaling its delicate fragrance. The sweet, floral scent lingered in the air, reminding her of lunch with Axel. She smiled faintly, the moment pleasant in her mind, though she wasn't sure why she still held onto the flower so tightly.
As she moved further into the house, the faint sound of music greeted her—a soft classical tune playing from somewhere deeper inside. The wide living room stretched out in front of her and Elion was there, lounging on the dark leather couch, his tall figure relaxed but commanding. In his hand was a crystal glass filled with deep crimson liquid.
She arched a brow at the sight, her steps faltering slightly before she continued. "Really? Wine? It's afternoon."
