While Damien flew high above the clouds toward Japan, the estate fell into the quiet stillness of the night.
Maya accompanied Jaime to his room and immediately began fussing over his things.
While Jaime took a quick warm shower, Maya unpacked his suitcase and carefully arranged his clothes, toiletries, medications, and other personal belongings. She then prepared a small carry-on bag with the essentials he would need during his recovery, making sure nothing had been overlooked.
By the time Jaime stepped out of the bathroom dressed in his pajamas, Maya had already checked everything twice.
He looked at the neatly organized bag before shaking his head with an amused smile.
“You know I’m only staying in the other wing for a few days, right? Not moving there permanently.”
Maya shot him a
