my slumber. I stirred, blinking against the brightness as the events of the previous day flo

upted my thoughts. The door opened slightly, and one of the maids peeked in with a warm sm

sleep. I swung my legs over the side of the bed

of freshly brewed coffee and baked pastries filled the air. Rami was already seated at the gra

smile, putting his phone down as I took a

ore me-fluffy pancakes, scrambled eggs, fresh

rom casual to serious. "So, today you'll be spending time with my

in my stomach. "Oh? What do

replied matter-of-factly. "But remember to be obedient

g to mask my apprehens

is voice firm yet encouraging. "She loves discussing her garden and

eight of his expectations pres

d to the office soon," he said, rising from his seat. "Make sure

p my tone light despite the anxi

r, he paused and turned ba

rised that he had used m

a playful grin. "It's only

at the sound of his name. "

go have fun with my mom. And remember-be lovely."

ay ahead. As daunting as it seemed, I was determined to make a good impression-not just for Rami but for myself a

Laila, about the latest sales and new stores. I sat in the passenger seat, trying to absorb every detail of her effortless elegance. Lail

turn. I followed suit, trying to mirror her poise as we walked through the doors of a high-end boutique. The sh

with a discerning gaze. She picked up a stunning silk dress in a deep eme

ween my fingers. "It's gorgeous," I admitted, b

shered me toward the changing

er me. The color complemented my skin tone, and the fit was perf

aimed, clapping her hands t

ing out a delicate necklace and matching earrings. After a whirlwind of shopping-each piece more ex

s we entered, I noticed several women gathered near the paddock, their laughter ringin

g my attention back to her. "Let

e group. They were all strikingly beautiful, with an air

ice warm and inviting. "This

ght smile. "I'm Celeste. It's lovely to meet you." She exten

ed to say, feeling s

ami! He's such a catch." Her comment elicited gi

quickly, hoping to kee

repreneur; Isabelle, a renowned interior designer; and Sofia, who owned several luxury bouti

e conversation. My experiences felt so mundane compared to theirs; they spoke of galas in Paris and exclusive ret

nly, pulling me from my t

ill figuring things out," I said with a nervous

ed smoothly. "She's just get

ly in their conversation, asking questions about their businesses and sharing snippets of my life wher

horses were being saddled for an afternoon ride. Laila's friends were all seas

" Celeste asked as she a

a child," I admi

ng," Sofia said enthusiastically

drenaline mixed with anxiety. The other women rode effortlessly al

rode in tandem with Laila. But every time I glanced over at the other women-

ed back to me encouragin

to enjoy the ride. Maybe today wouldn't be about impressing them or fitti

, I realized that this new chapter of my life was just beginn