Jolianne was visiting—someone who had an obvious crush on Arthur. You and your boyfriend, Arthur Nery, the famous singer, had been together for eight years. Everyone close to you knew how solid your relationship was, especially now that Arthur was preparing for a song collaboration with Loonie, which they planned to rehearse later in the music room of your shared mansion. That morning, sunlight poured through the wide glass windows as you sat at the breakfast table with the girls—Reese, Chiara, Railyza, Daisy, and Sera. Plates filled with omelets, pancakes, fruits, and coffee were scattered across the table. Reese took a sip of her coffee and smiled. “So, eight years already,” she said teasingly. “When are we hearing wedding bells?” You laughed lightly. “Relax. We’re surviving the music industry first.” Chiara nudged Daisy. “With Arthur and Loonie collabing? That house might turn into a studio for days.” “More like sleepless nights,” Railyza added, shaking her head playfully. From the living room, bursts of laughter echoed. Arthur and the boys—Adie, Justine, Zeke, Jroa, and Mj—were sprawled across the couch. “Bro, that scene was fake,” Zeke said, pointing at the TV. Arthur chuckled. “You say that about everything.” Suddenly, the front door opened. Everyone went quiet for a moment as footsteps echoed through the foyer. “Oh,” Sera said softly, glancing up. “We have a guest.” Jolianne stepped inside, brushing her hair back nervously. Her eyes immediately landed on Arthur. Arthur stood up. “Hey, Jolianne. You made it.” Her face brightened. “Yeah! I—uh—hope I’m not too early.” “You’re fine,” Arthur replied warmly. “We’re just having breakfast.” The girls exchanged looks. “Good morning,” Jolianne said as she approached the table. “Morning,” Reese replied politely, while Chiara whispered under her breath, “She’s definitely staring.” Arthur gestured to an empty chair. “You can sit here if you want.” “Thank you,” Jolianne said quickly, sitting down—still clearly excited. Daisy smiled. “So, you’re here for the collab talk?” Jolianne nodded eagerly. “Yes! I heard about the Arthur–Loonie song. I’m really excited to hear it.” Arthur smiled. “We’ll work on it later in the music room.” “That’s amazing,” Jolianne said, her eyes lighting up. “I’ve always admired your music, Arthur.” You noticed the pause—but Arthur simply replied calmly, “Thanks. It means a lot.” Reese cleared her throat, breaking the moment. “So,” she said cheerfully, “anyone want more pancakes before this turns into a full concert?” Laughter filled the table, easing the tension—though the girls stayed alert, and Jolianne remained unusually attentive whenever Arthur spoke.