Today felt different; there was an electric buzz of inspiration coursing through her veins. Just as she was about to lose herself in the vivid colors before her, her phone vibrated on the table, pulling her back into the present.
Aleysia's heart lifted as Yolanda's familiar voice filled the air, inviting her and Ariadne to a family dinner. Without hesitation, Aleysia agreed, but a sudden sense of urgency gripped her. Quickly, she dialed Whitney's number, needing to consult her sister and her best friend.
"Whitney, I need your help," Aleysia's voice carried a tinge of apprehension. "Yolanda invited me to dinner and wants me to bring Ariadne. But there's something I need to confirm with you first."
Whitney's response was immediate; she sounded guilty. "What is it?"
Aleysia took a deep breath. "Did you, um, mention anything about my eyes?"
