Hospital Confessions and Career Bombshells"
The hospital smelled like antiseptic and bad coffee a combination that immediately put Amara on edge. Elara, walking beside her, gently brushed her fingers against Amara's, a small reminder that she wasn't going into this alone.
"Okay," Amara muttered as they neared the door to her father's private room. "Let's just get this over with. Smile, nod, and try not to die of boredom while he talks about legacy and responsibility for the fiftieth time."
"Amara," Elara chided softly, though her eyes sparkled with amusement.
Amara raised an eyebrow. "What? You've met my family. You know I'm not exaggerating."
Before Elara could respond, the door opened, and Helena's voice greeted them. "There's my darling daughter! And look Elara too. Aren't you two just the picture of a modern power couple?"