Everything about the living room felt calm and soothing, like a quiet embrace after a long day. Raelynn sat on the plush sofa, a glass of juice in her hand. Across from her, Sloane lounged back in the armchair, her legs crossed elegantly, sipping from her own glass of the same juice. Even though she looked relaxed, there was a quiet energy about her, as though she was constantly observing everything around her.
Raelynn couldn't help but notice how the vibe between them had shifted overnight. Yesterday, she had felt that Sloane was irritating, constantly testing her patience with sharp remarks and an attitude that bordered on intrusive. But now, as they chatted, Raelynn found herself oddly at ease. Sloane, despite her earlier attitude, seemed genuinely invested in this conversation, even showing a softer side by suggesting the juice was good for her pregnancy.
