Eleanor's Hopeful Maneuvers

Elara's POV

Eleanor Thorne's face lit up when Cora dashed through the front door of Thorne Manor. The elderly woman opened her arms wide, smiling as her great-granddaughter flew into her embrace.

"Coco! My sweet girl," Eleanor cooed, kissing the top of Cora's head. "Did you have a good day?"

Cora nodded eagerly, her small ponytail bouncing. "It was amazing! We went to the new aquarium, and I got to touch a stingray!"

I stepped forward from where I'd been standing in the entryway. "Hello, sweetheart," I said, bending down to Cora's level.

"Mom!" Cora turned and gave me a quick hug before pulling away to dig through her little backpack. "Look what I got!"

As she rummaged around, I caught the faint scent of an expensive perfume on her clothes. Vivienne's signature scent. My smile remained fixed in place while my chest tightened. I said nothing about it.

"Found it!" Cora pulled out a small plush dolphin. "Isn't it cute?"

"Very cute," I agreed, gently stroking her hair.