Amany and Bella walked out hand in hand, chatting happily about some nonsense or another. They were in high spirits; the previous night had truly been one to remember for a long time.
The two women walked along, sharing playful banter, affectionate touches, and laughter.
Amany felt fiercely protective of Bella—perhaps because she was pregnant, or because she was always so adorable when it was just the two of them, or simply because she was beautiful. It didn't matter.
Irina, having been told that her girlfriends had finally woken up, was waiting for them outside the house, ready to have breakfast in the open air.
She had been working alongside Dominica and had forgotten to eat, but in a way, she felt content to share the meal with her girlfriends now.
She wanted to make the most of the pleasant weather and everyone's good mood.
