Mia was a whirlwind of activity, generously sharing her meticulously crafted notes with Molly and Anya. "Someday, when you two become moms, you'll find this gold. Soak it up now while it's on the house, 'cause once my little munchkin hits his first birthday, I'm starting a consultancy fee for parenting tips."

Molly arched an eyebrow. "Do you think I can't afford your sage advice?"

Mia shot back a screenshot of a generous bank transfer her husband had made a few days prior. "If you think you can swing it, by all means, I welcome your business."

Jade chimed in with a quick message: Got it saved.

Anya followed suit: Me too, all saved.

Leo teased Anya, "You're only eighteen. What's the rush?"

Anya blinked, her innocent face lighting up. "Right, I'm just eighteen, not even at the marrying age yet. Why am I in a hurry?" But then she impulsively deleted the photo. She paused, reconsidering. "But wait, Leo, what if I need this stuff later?"

She retrieved Mia's photo from the chat and saved it again.

Leo pointed out the obvious: "By the time you're a mom, your phone will be an antique."

Anya felt the weight of his logic, her naivety ensnaring her in a dilemma over a simple photo.

Leo ended up saving Mia's notes for her. "Let's eat, I saved them for you."

"Alright."

Leo always seemed to have a solution or decision ready whenever Anya was in a bind.

"I have to step out this afternoon," Leo said as he planned to drop Anya off at her place. "I'll..."

"Leo, where are you headed? I'll come with you," Anya, ever the tagalong, quickly interjected.

"I'm off to a tech conference. Pretty sure computer talk isn't your cup of tea."

I can

the memo

club. If you don't want to head

picked up on Leo's reluctance and didn't push. "Okay, just don't forget

"Yeah, let's eat."

feeling the unusual quiet next to him. He glanced at Anya, "Still want to crash

and ignoring the turnoff for Maplewood Estates, Leo accelerated straight past

the turn,"

don't give out any personal info, not even your phone or laptop

her seat, bombarding him with questions. "Leo, what are you doing there?

keep this to

asked, "Can Auntie or

"Nobody," Leo said firmly.

a mystery to Leo; why was she always so cheerfully

this like a secret between just

ever the straight shooter, asked, "What, you planning to blackmail me into doing

romantic notions deflated before

the guesthouse before pulling Anya,

Anya into the living room, already

brought your girlfriend today?" someone

not my girlfriend, just a sister,"

She's pretty," another

looked around; indeed, she was the only woman among

out of place, she

on a couch for Anya, and Leo didn't

here, can you

the couch and joined the crowd, his fingers flying across the keyboard. Anya, feeling bored,

the exchange and advised, "You've got a drink in the car.

morning juice, barely touched. She

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