Sophia
Emma was scrolling through her phone during the slow afternoon stretch, propped against the counter with a half eaten muffin in one hand, when she suddenly let out a small, curious hum that pulled my attention away from the tray of cookies I was decorating.
"What?" I asked, glancing over.
"Nothing, just this gossip page I follow. They're covering some big business merger thing happening soon. Real estate companies combining forces or something." She squinted at her screen, scrolling further. "There's this whole article about the families involved. Apparently there's a gala coming up to announce it publicly."
"Riveting," I said dryly, going back to my piping bag, only half listening.
"No, but look at this photo." She turned her phone toward me, and I glanced over out of politene
