At the Henry's residence...
Maya had been to Sebastian’s new home several times, but he had not asked her to move in yet. She thought he would give him time, thinking he'd probably plan to have a grand surprise for his proposal.
Sebastian wasn’t in the foyer. He wasn’t in the dining room. She found him in the living room, sitting on the edge of the couch, elbows on his knees, staring at the floor as though it held answers he couldn’t reach.
“Sebastian?” she said softly.
He looked up, blinking as though pulled from a distant place. “Maya. You’re here.”
She stepped closer, her heels clicking lightly against the polished floor. “You don’t look well. Is everything alright?”
He exhaled, leaning back. “It’s been a long day.”
Maya studied him carefully. He wasn’t the type to brood openly—
