Bella sat at the breakfast table with a slice of buttered toast in her hand, quietly munching as Jay scrolled through his phone beside her, humming a little tune. Across from her, Leonardo sat with his usual straight posture, spooning his coffee without a single unnecessary movement—calm, unreadable, and as annoying as ever.
Bella took a quick glance at him, just a tiny peek while pretending to sip her juice. Hmph. Still too handsome. His black shirt from yesterday was gone, replaced with a Gray one today, and his hair was still damp from his morning shower, a few strands falling perfectly across his forehead.
Then, Leonardo looked up casually and spoke, "Stylists are coming in half an hour."
Bella blinked. "Half an hour?!"
Before she could say anything else, Leonardo calmly returned to eating his breakfast.
She stared at him.
She really wanted to insult him again like yesterday—"Ciao, bellissimo!"—but she had completely forgotten how to pronounce it.
