Naomi, a young fashion designer and mother, strode confidently into her husband’s office, her son Alex scampering along beside her. The office was an epitome of professional elegance, with sleek dark wood furniture, plush leather chairs, and a large window offering a breathtaking view of the city skyline. Shelves lined with books and awards added a touch of personal accomplishment, while a stylishly modern desk lamp illuminated the workspace. Naomi’s entrance was marked by the soft click of her heels against the polished wooden floor

“thought we’d add a splash of color to your monochrome world,”

she teased, gesturing to their coordinated outfits.

“Plus, Alex wanted to see where all the serious adult stuff happens.”