Serena’s POV
I bit my lip, the question hitting a nerve. Part of me wanted nothing more than to build that family with Ryan, to give our baby everything I never had. But another part remembered the pain, the loneliness of our first marriage.
"I'll think about remarriage... later," I finally said. "Right now, I need to focus on work. There's too much happening."
Maya sighed but didn't push. That's why I loved her—she knew when to back off.
"I'm assigning you two personal assistants for San Francisco," she said instead. "And don't even think about arguing."
"I wouldn't dream of it," I replied gratefully. "Dreamland Studio is in your hands while I'm gone. I owe you dinner when I get back."
"Please," Maya waved dismissively. "We're way beyond keeping score."
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