Chapter 153 A Seat Already Filled

• IMANI’S SUITE – NEXT MORNING
• The suite is immaculate, sunlight filtering through cream curtains and bouncing gently off polished surfaces. The faint hum of soft classical music plays in the background—an intentional choice. A pristine bottle warmer hums beside the crib, where the baby sleeps soundly wrapped in a pale blue swaddle.
• Imani stands before her vanity, a vision of curated serenity. Her silk robe drapes effortlessly over her figure, chosen not for comfort but for aesthetic effect. Her dark curls have been carefully fluffed and pinned to frame her face just right. She’s applying the final touch of nude lip gloss, studying herself in the mirror with a gaze that shifts between reflection and strategy.