Norah took a deep breath, bending to swap her shoes. Maintaining a neutral expression, she sauntered into the living room. Though she could feel Sean's gaze lingering on her, she played it cool, acting oblivious.

"Hey there, Sean," Norah settled onto the sofa, greeting Sean with a casual tone.

It looked like Sean had been home for a while. A half-empty glass of water sat on the table, with both tablet and laptop on. Sporting a pair of sleek silver-blue light glasses, he exuded an air of refinement. Clad in a silver-grey long-sleeved shirt, Sean Looked positively dashing with those glasses perched on his nose.