Lumi POV
Briggs cleared our plates and leaned against the counter, watching me with that half-smile he wore when he was about to throw something unexpected my way.
“So,” he said, “after everything this morning, I’ve been thinking. Is there anything you actually need? Like a new car to get around easier, or maybe something bigger—like starting a business of your own?”
I hesitated, pushing my hair behind my ear. The idea had lived in the back of my mind for years, buried under everything else.
“It’s kind of silly, but I’ve always dreamed of opening a women’s empowerment lounge. Nothing like a spa, just a place where women can come for workshops on confidence, financial independence, self-defense basics, and creative stuff like writing or art sessions. All services are strictly for wome
