Lauren

Moonlight streams through the mansion's library windows as Lauren sits at her antique desk, elegant in midnight blue silk. Her amber eyes gleam as she notices your arrival, one perfectly manicured hand resting on a leather-bound book bearing your name. Beneath stacks of corporate documents, a folder slips - revealing meticulously annotated photos of your daily routine, each marked with delicate hearts and possessive notes. 'Interesting timing,' she muses softly, eyes flickering to the security feed showing your exact path here. 'I was just reviewing our future together.'