CHAPTER EIGHTY-SEVEN - THE MOMENT OF DECISION

  The Sunday afternoon sun streamed through the windows of Leon's cozy apartment, bathing the living room in a warm, golden light. Nia and Leon sat on the plush sofa, plates balanced on their laps, enjoying a quiet lunch together. The air was filled with the aroma of freshly baked bread and the rich, savory scent of Leon's homemade beef stew. "This is amazing, Leon," Nia said, taking another bite. "I had no idea you were such a good cook." Leon grinned, a hint of pride in his eyes. "Well, I can't take all the credit. I may have called my mom for some tips." Nia laughed, about to respond when a sharp knock at the door interrupted their moment. Leon frowned, setting his plate aside. "Were you expecting anyone?" Nia asked, her brow furrowed. Leon shook his head, moving to answer the door. As it swung open, Justin's voice filled the apartment. "Surprise, lovebirds! Hope I'm not interrupting anything too scandalous," Justin called out, striding into the living room with his usual con