Jonathan knocked and pushed open the door, casually asking, “Still at it?”

Estelle turned with a smile, “Almost done!”

“Need a bath? I can run one for you,” Jonathan offered.

“No thanks, I’m beat tonight. A quick shower will do!” Estelle shut down her laptop, stood up, and walked over to Jonathan, wrapping her arms around him and planting a kiss on his chin, “You head to bed; I’ll go shower!”

Jonathan ran his fingers through her hair affectionately, “Alright, go ahead.”

With her pajamas in hand, Estelle headed to the bathroom. The spray from the shower head hit her back, sharpening her thoughts as she let the water cascade down. Her mind was still fixed on the issues at Tripe’s end.

There had been times when her brother had gone off on missions and vanished for months, but this time, not even his own people knew his whereabouts.

The contacts she had sent out to find him hadn’t turned up a single clue.

It was all very odd, unnervingly so.

Estelle closed her eyes, trying to suppress the rising panic. She was getting impatient.

foggy mirror. Wiping away the condensation, she stared into her own cool eyes and remembered what her brother had told her

hands anymore. But

be that

engrossed in a book.

edge of the bed, Estelle let Jonathan tenderly dry her

tips of her hair, “Maybe it’s getting too long. I should get it trimmed if I

it!” Jonathan chuckled softly, “You’re supposed to have an updo

are getting colder. I was thinking of having

matter if it’s hot or cold?” Jonathan teased her chin, his

Estelle didn’t respond.

Sol,” Jonathan suggested, turning off the hairdryer and kissing her cheek, “I’ve been thinking, we don’t have to rush into having kids.

eyebrow, “What’s wrong with my

of which, from today on, we’re sticking to our pact. I quit smoking, and you quit cold

I have just a

can do!” Jonathan was firm, leaving no room for

huh?” Estelle’s voice was sweet and teasing, like melted ice

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