Kane urged Lyra to take a seat, offering to get whatever she wanted, but she shook her head. She preferred to serve herself.
Together, they moved along the buffet, scooping up dishes and arranging them on the table where they planned to sit.
They sat facing each other, fully absorbed in their meal, unaware of the lingering gaze watching them from afar.
Their quiet moment didn't last long as the echo of approaching footsteps broke the calm around them.
"Kane…" The familiar voice drifted softly, and he immediately turned toward the person approaching their table.
Lyra didn't notice at first, not until the woman pulled out the chair beside her and sat down without hesitation.
She paused for a moment, her gaze sliding to the woman before shifting to Kane, realizing it was the same person who had been with him earlier.
Nova deliberately ignored her and asked Kane, "I didn't have the chance to ask you earlier. When will Rowan return to the hotel?"
