Flora embraced Amelie in a tight, heartfelt hug. "I am so sorry for the delay," she murmured, pulling back just enough to hold Amelie's shoulders. "I was absolutely swamped with last-minute tasks at the office."
Amelie offered a soft, understanding smile. "It's truly alright, Flora. Please don't worry. Your work is important."
Flora's eyes brightened as she gestured toward several colorful shopping bags. "Where is Noah? I brought him a cache of new toys and other gifts!"
"He's with his grandparents for the day," Amelie replied gently. "Why don't you put those down and take a minute to relax? Mom and Dad have already gone up to rest, and you look exhausted."
Flora carefully placed the bags onto a nearby table, her cheerful demeanor suddenly fading. "I don't need to rest right now. Amelie, is everything truly fine?" Her voice dropped, laced with a sudden concern. "June hasn't caused you any trouble, has she?"
