Episode 3

Eliana woke in the late afternoon, her stomach growling. The nap had been long, and her body still ached a little from the flight. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and stretched, letting out a soft sigh.

Before stepping out of her room, she grabbed her phone and scrolled through nearby bistros. A cozy place with warm lighting and good reviews caught her eye. She tapped a few times and booked a table for 6 p.m. Perfect for a relaxed first evening.

With that done, she walked into the living room where Maya was scrolling on her phone. “Dinner’s in an hour,” she said casually. “Time to get ready.”

Maya glanced up and grinned. “Got it.”

Eliana returned to her room to get ready. Standing in front of the mirror, she studied herself. Hazel eyes, bright and observant, looked back at her. Her dark brown hair fell in loose waves just past her shoulders. She had a soft, feminine figure— medium-sized boobs, curvy and confident. Not too tall, not too short, just enough to carry herself with calm grace. Her skin had a warm, healthy glow from the afternoon light sneaking through the curtains.

She picked a simple outfit: a fitted white top that hugged her chest, tucked into a black skirt that reached mid-thigh. She added low, stylish heels—practical, but polished—and ran her fingers through her hair one last time, smoothing away a stray curl. A touch of mascara and pink lip gloss completed the look, simple yet flattering.

By the time she stepped out, she felt ready—fresh, put-together, and confident.

The sisters walked through quiet Parisian streets. The evening air was cool, carrying faint smells of bread and coffee from nearby cafés. Streetlights cast a soft glow on the pavement, making the city feel welcoming and gentle.

At the bistro, warm wooden tables and soft lighting created a cozy, intimate atmosphere. Eliana settled into her seat, adjusting her skirt comfortably. She ordered roasted chicken with a side of fresh vegetables and a small salad. Maya chose something similar, quietly taking in the ambiance.

They ate slowly, savoring each bite, letting the flavors and the calm city atmosphere sink in. Eliana smiled to herself, appreciating this gentle start to their time in Paris.

After dinner, the sisters strolled back to the apartment. The streets had grown quieter, the city bathed in golden streetlights. Eliana felt a gentle thrill at being here again, in this city she had once called home.

Back at the apartment, Maya flopped onto the couch, scrolling her phone again. “I could get used to this,” she said, smiling.

Eliana decided to call her mom, “Hello, Mom?” she said warmly when her mother picked up.

“Eliana! Did you arrive safely?” her mother’s voice was full of relief.

“Yes, Mom. We did. Paris is… beautiful,” she said, letting a little laugh escape.

“And Maya?” her mother asked.

“She’s here, hold on for her,” Eliana replied.

Maya chatted for a few more minutes with their mom and then ended the call with promises to call again in the morning.

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