The bright morning sun streamed through the large glass windows of The Seraphina Atelier, casting a warm glow on the pristine marble floors. Jaxon strode in with a confident grin, his mood light, his steps buoyant. His eyes darted around the open space as he spotted Seraphina near the corner. She was speaking to someone, her smile matching his own. They locked eyes for a brief second, exchanging an unspoken understanding, a silent acknowledgment of the secret they both carried.
The day unfolded smoothly. No one around them suspected anything amiss, just another ordinary day in the lives of professionals. Yet beneath the surface, a darkness loomed. At lunchtime, Jaxon slipped away to Seraphina's office to discuss a few things with her.