Liana's Pov
The aroma of roasted chicken filled the air, soft music humming in the background. I sat at Serena's dining table, a steaming plate in front of me, but I barely touched the food. The lights were dim but cozy, a soft golden light radiating over the room. Serena was opposite me, poking at her mashed potatoes with a sleeping fork. Stanley sat between us, sipping water quietly.
"You know," Serena broke the silence unexpectedly, her voice snapping out suddenly, "I remembered something this afternoon."
My heart missed a beat. I moved forward, leaning in unconsciously. "What did you remember?"
Stanley put his cup down carefully. "Yeah? What was it?"
Serena's eyes flickered as she looked down. "It wasn't anything significant. I just remembered this old song. My mom used to sing it
