I stared at the message for a second, just smiling.

She probably sent it while I was sitting in that meeting. And judging by the time, she was probably still asleep when I woke up.

My phone buzzed again.

This time, it was another message.

Elena: We’re all downstairs having breakfast. Come join us.

I didn’t even realize I was grinning until I caught my reflection in the glass beside me.

I looked ridiculous.

But I didn’t care.

I typed back immediately.

Me: On my way.

I slipped my ...