Elena's POV
By the time I stepped back into the apartment, the city lights had already bled into the living room, casting a soft golden hue over everything. My body ached from the long hours, my mind still buzzing with meetings, phone calls, and the endless checklist I had bulldozed through. I wasn't expecting any workload less because I've been away from work taking care of Justin . I just had to go to work today to reduce it
I wasn't expecting anything when I unlocked the door , just the quiet hum of home, the scent of familiarity, and maybe a warm shower before I collapsed into bed. But the moment I stepped inside, the air smelt different
The air smelled faintly of something rich and mouthwatering. Garlic… rosemary… and was that lemon? My heels clicked softly against the hardwood floor as I walked further in, my curiosity drawing me toward the kitchen.
And there he was. Justin.
