After Alexander left for the company, his smell still lingering faintly in the sheets, and his warmth barely faded from the air, Lilith reached for her phone, hair still damp from her shower.
She scrolled to Nina's name and pressed call.
The phone rang once.
Twice.
"Hello, Lili!" Nina answered with a cheerful voice, already energetic despite the hour. Lilith's lips curved softly at the sound. Familiar. Comfortable.
"You're calling me early," Nina teased. "Wait—don't tell me you've decided to accept my proposal?"
There was a pause.
And then—
"…Yes," Lilith said.
There was a rustle on the other side.
"…Wait, are you joking?" Nina's voice dropped, now breathless.
"No."
"Oh my goodness!" Nina squealed. "Wait—no way—am I dreaming? I'm not dreaming, right? Lili, you can't back out now! I'm sending you the address! You're meeting the director today! 3 PM sharp!"
And with that, Nina hung up before Lilith could even reply.
Lilith stared at the phone for a second.
