Carmen and I were cuddling in my bed, the soft glow of the bedside lamp casting a warm light over us. Her arms were wrapped around me, and I could feel the steady rise and fall of her chest as she breathed. It was one of those perfect, lazy moments where everything felt just right.
My phone buzzed on the nightstand, breaking the serene silence. I reached over and saw a message from Isabel.
Isabel: Elena, you have a meeting with the people from the photoshoot last time. It's in an hour. Don't be late.
I sighed, feeling the peace of the moment slip away. Carmen noticed my change in demeanor and gave me a concerned look. "What's up?"
"It's Isabel," I replied, showing her the message. "I have a meeting with the people from the photoshoot in an hour."
Carmen frowned slightly. "What's the meeting about?"
"I'm not sure," I admitted, feeling a bit nervous. "Probably some feedback or follow-up. They didn't really give any details."